"Gott, es langweilt mich hier."(1)The platinum blonde German man said in his native language while kicking his feet up upon his desk. "Wow, I'm Getting Tired too," he mumbled, shutting his eyes.

Just as Ludwig had dozed off, a familiar voice came on his radio. "Sargent, We have a 178 on South Broad and 127th Avenue." Ludwig Pushed the button on his receiver to respond. "I'm on my way." The German said sternly.

Ludwig grabbed his gun and crammed it into his holster. Damn, I was just dozing off. He thought to himself while running out of his office. He Jumped into a squad car, flipped on his sirens and rushed to the scene.

"Sargent, you're here. Our victim is a fifteen year old male, Name, John Jenkins. Witnesses say he was leaving the store across the street when he was suddenly Shot from behind three times. Victim has three Gun Shot Wounds, But so far we've only located two bullet casings." Babbled the small Italian man. "Any ID on the murderer?" Ludwig asked, Looking around for any traffic cameras or Surveillance cameras that could have possibly captured the earlier events.

The owner of the shop came over to Ludwig. "Excuse me sir!" The man said, frantic. Ludwig and Feliciano turned to face the man. "I'm Henry Adams, I own this store, If there's anything, Anything at all that I may be a possible help with, Please let me know." Ludwig Looked at the man, He though he looked oddly familiar. N..No.. It can.. It can't be him. He thought to himself, Trying not to let the fear show. "Feliciano, Take care of this, I have to check something out. "Yes Sir." Feliciano said, and began questioning the man.

Ludwig ran over to his squad car and opened the police computer. Once he was logged into the police database, he punched in the name 'Henry Adams' and clicked search. Ludwig was overwhelmed by all of the charges he had filed against him. The charges ranged from petty theft, all the way to murder. As Ludwig read this, the knot in his stomach grew tighter, His face was flushed, and he was now certain, that Henry Adams was the person he'd been looking for his whole life. He's the one that.. Killed my parents. Ludwig was outraged, But since he was found not guilty in the court, there was nothing he could do.

"Do you have anything on your person that I need to know about?" Feliciano asked, nervously. He had never interrogated anyone before. "No, I don't believe so," Replied the shop owner. "You don't believe so? What's that supposed to mean? Either you do, Or you don't." Replied Feliciano with an extremely serious tone. "Well, If you Call this something you need to know about..." He Pulled out a small handgun, "Then yes."

Ludwig had just looked out the window of the squad car when he saw The shop owner had a gun shoved in Feliciano's chest. "NO! I won't loose another." Ludwig said, voice full of rage. He kicked the door of the car open, and jumped out, Running towards the armed shop owner, Henry Adams.

"What's this? You think you can save him? If You couldn't save your parent's lives ten years ago, What makes you think you can save anyone now?" Said Henry, With a smirk on his face. Ludwig was still running toward the man at full speed. The man had just about pulled the trigger before Ludwig tackled him forcefully. The gun went off, Feliciano had fallen to the ground. Squirming in pain. "HANG TOUGH FELICIANO!!" The enraged German shouted. "You're scum" Ludwig punched Henry in the face hardly before ordering him to place his hands behind his back. Ludwig paced the handcuffs on and threw him in the back of the car. He slammed the door shut and called for an ambulance.

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Characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.

(1) German for "God, It bores me here."