Here is a little bit of the good doctor and his mystery. This has not been betaed...
Edwards POV
The next morning
I woke up covered in sweat, the usual.
No amount of therapy could stop the dreams, and even though I felt as if my mind was almost back to functioning on a borderline normal level, the nightmares still came.
It was strange to wake up and simply wait for the time in which I was required to show up for work instead of being submerged in it every second of every day. Normal people, I did not consider myself part of that group, would call days like today off days. Something I wasn’t quite accustom to, but a perk none the less.
Shaking off the last images of my sleep I made coffee and read the paper. My eyes scanned the articles until a mug shot leapt off the screen at me.
Stephan Nobakolv was arrested early this morning after his discharge from Northwestern Memorial Hospital where he was treated for a gunshot wound to the shoulder. Nobakolv was under suspicion of drug trafficking and arms dealing and arrested for assaulting an officer. After searching his home, CPD found two kilos of cocaine as well as many firearms. Police Chief Phil Rizer’s only comment was that Mr. Nobakolv was shot during a stand off with Detective James Thompson, which was started when Nobakolv pulled a knife on Thompson. The Chief stated, “I don’t want, I expect every member my law enforcement team from detectives to traffic cops to defend themselves at all cost. We put on our lives on the line everyday to make sure Chicago stays safe, and sometimes that means brandishing your firearm.” Thomson was not available for comment but the Chief assures us that the detective is doing well and was not injured during the fight. Bond was denied to Nobakolv.
The picture was of the boy.
The one she shot.
I can’t remember her name, but I know it was not James Thompson.
Who was she?
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