earily that week

at a bus station drake along with three offices were waiting in the lobby. it was empty and quite. the door to the unloading dock remained open. drake was looked tired and ready to go home. the floor was a mess an the seats were not much better. suddenly foot steps echoed from the open door. a tall beautiful women with long dark hair, stepped in through the loading dock.

"you must be the investigator and chief drake kneely nice to make you acquaintances." the woman greeted drake with open arms.

she wore a black dress indicating her morning the loss of somebody. also a choker on her neck with the royal crest on it. this also means she had a position that answer directly to the king. but the choker means she retired from that position. over her shoulder was ha casket almost her size, which was hoisted by a rope her luggage must be inside. she reaches into the chest area of her black dress and pulls out a badge mad of pure gold. it was molded into the shape of a triangle with a curve on the end. she was clearly a noble woman of the highest status.

"veronica sheen I presume" drake reached his hand out to shake hers. veronica looked over at him. his eyes seemed ready to collapse on him. he looked back at her and all he could see was a glazed eyed. she clearly was not right in the head. 

"look I know i'm younger than you but as a fellow survivor of the war  we could talk some time you know find peace". they let go of each others hand. one of the officers wanted to help with the casket but she turned them down.......to be continued