Thirty-five..

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( Flashback)...

He paid the woman that just sold him a box of chocolate before heading back to the car. Darius sighed when he heard the music of his ring tone.

This is what he gets for closing early from work.

"Yes lieutenant Gabriel," he answered. “What is it?"

"Well we just found out that Phillip hadn't visited his gambling site for a two months, what do you think?"

"Well...shouldn't that be because he had no money?"

"From what he have here, he still had enough points yet he didn't access the account....that's something unfamiliar with gamblers."

"Look this issue, we'll look well into it when I come into the office tomorrow, i -" he was interrupted when someone bumped into him. The man literally had a face cap on. His thick jacket protecting him from cold as his hands were stuck into pocket.

The rude man didn't even stop to say sorry.