AMELIAS WORLD

In 2021, after successfully solving a major murder case as a patrol officer, Philips is promoted to detective. His tenure at the Traffic desk results in solving multiple cases of murder and fraud. Six months later, after a stint on the Burglary desk, Philips is promoted to the Homicide desk.

At Los Angeles. It was around 5:30 am that morning, the early morning dew was still on the atmosphere people could be seen walking by the pedestrian bridges while cars could be seen zoom through the asphalt road when suddenly a Ford Mustang vroom through the road with it's wheels splashing water allover the place. Inside the Ford was detective Philips a 41 years old man who was just promoted to detective after successful solving some murder cases. Philips was born in San Francisco in 1980 where both his father and grandfather ran a shipping company. He attended Stanford University. Before the war, he married a woman named Marie and had two daughters with her. odd citation, then maybe we'll get along. Few years after their long time relationship, Marie left Philips with their daughters and travelled overseas without Philips permission. They were both battling a serious situation of trust before they both decided to remain quiet for a while but Philips is also trying to find romance while struggling to cope with his daughters who are now teens.

Philips was tall in height, fair in complexion and had a nasty scar on his left hand.

He was dressed on a black suit accompanied with black loofers.

He zoomed for L.A police department. getting there, he encounters Detective Roy Earle who his the Chief Detective of Vice of their department. He walks up to him hold up a grin on his face, ‘ yo, long time no see, I have been hoping to congratulate you for you hard work lately but I am even finding it difficult to speak to you ’, while patting him on his shoulder. Philips plays along even though he never liked to see his face around, ‘ yeah, thanks alot ’, he walks into the L.A department.

 Roy Earle was a chubby fat man with a big stomach. He was average in height, fair in complexion and had a very skin-haircut accompanied with a toothpick on his mouth.

‘ welcome detective Philips ! ’, his fellow colleagues voiced out seeing his face.

He smiles at them and wave his hands at them. As he enters his office he saw gift baskets with different people name on it, he looks at it and became happy, knowing how he is been respected at the office.

Few minutes later an unknown caller tells them about a traffic jam down street and Philips and his fellow officers were sent to the location. ‘ vroom ’, getting there they saw dead bodies of some fellow citizens with blood straining down the street.

He walks up to a dead corpse, ‘ holy shit, what happened here ’, he asked while covering his nose.

‘ they were just murdered few minutes ago by God know who ’, he said.

‘ alright Stefan let's check it out ’, they both walked up to the corpse.

Stefan is Philips' partner while he is assigned to the Traffic desk. He was known to be a very intelligent officer but a very calm guy at the same time.

He was taller than Philips, black in complexion and had a short hair cut.

The person's head was ripped off from his body. ‘ who would do such a thing ’, Stefan asked but Philips was just busy trying to put the puzzles together.

‘ we can not really tell untill we check out the environment then we can be sure on who we are up against ’, Philips said.

Few minutes later Philips was about leaving when a young boy about average in height and was about twelve years old.

He had a worried look on his face while trying to hide his fears. He reaches for his hands, as he touches Philips he felt a very cold touch, he turns around only to discover that it was a young boy.

‘ hello boy, what are you doing here ’, in a soft tone accompanied with a friendly look on his face.

But he remains quiet for a while, ‘ I saw them, they were two in number, they killed him ’, with tears dripping down his cheeks.

He pats him, ‘ don't worry just go home, it was nothing serious you are just passing through a little phrase that was your time of seeing a dead body, just go home ’, he replied.

But he resists, ‘ no, I know what am talking about, they were here ’.

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Philips walks up to his car, clutching his key for his car when Stefan voiced out his name drawing his attention, ‘ we were told to go out for the night ’, he said but Philips had something to say, ‘ bro ’, he stares at him, ‘ there is something I wanna tell you ’, Philips said but Stefan refuses, ‘ just forget about it and go home, later we are all gonna come here tomorrow ’.

Stefan walks away from Philips while Philips was planning to check out the scene but with his stomach voicing out for hunger, he had no choice but to go home.

As he enters his car and turned on the radio with his engine slowly starting he heard a loud voice boom through the radio after the hip hop song been played on the radio.

A black American man voice could be heard coming from the radio, the black American man interviewing a white woman.

“ hello ladies and gentlemen, we all know about the little G- in this society, they all are really bad eggs, only God is gonna save them all from this piece of shit ”, he said with Philips nodding his head to his conversation.

“ but wait, you all know that we can not progress in such a society like this unless we join our heads together to battle this, little kids now gangsters ! , I can not believe what the government are doing about this situation, they are taking it lying down like they all are no bodies ”, she yelled.

Philips thought about what the young boy said but he already knew the situation on ground but kids been gangsters, this is unbelievable.

“ well that's all for today, stay tune to our radio channel for more information ”, accompanied with Hip hop jams booming through the radio.

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He arrives at his apartment, parking his car at his garage. He walks for his door, before he opens it he heard a flinch coming from a little bush by his side. He slowly walks up to it when his phone rang making him shudder, ‘ thank goodness ’, he holds his chest and enters his house.

As he walks in, he enters his room and the scene slowly fades away.

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Ring, Ring, he tilts up his head and uses his clenched fists to hit off his alarm clock.

As he sits up on his bed he was looking tired and exhausted, you could tell through the expression on his face.

At the front of his wall was a Paris Saint Germain football team banner accompanied with a picture of himself hanging over his door top.

He walks up to his kitchen and served breakfast to himself.

As he was getting to his living room, he sights a tv news channel displaying yesterday's event on the news channel.

“ so now you all have to be careful now that the unknown gang members are now loose, have a good day and good morning America ”, in a nice tone.

Immediately he heard, he dashed through his door zoom off with his Ford.

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He aggressively slams the door and walks up to Roy Earle in his office, “ clinking sounds coming from the door ”, ‘ what the hell Roy ’, he yelled.