It was only a few days earlier before the second bomb explosion. I woke up next to Camilla, and she was smiling at me like an angel. I asked her to make me a cup of coffee while I shower. After that and some toast Camilla made, I was on my way heading down to the office. I called my wife Hanna and of course told her I was working late and had to stay at the office. Our marriage wasn't perfect, but I enjoyed living with her. But after a while we fell apart, though we discussed getting a divorce many times, but we never really stood on the idea long enough to go for it. That's when I met Camilla. She was the principal of a small school that needed extra protection like every other place in the town when we first found out about the threats in Hiddenstone.

It was very quiet for the past couple of months since the first explosion and missing trucks. Which was another reason why parents wouldn't let the kids go out after dark. I bet some of the kids don't know what a party is anymore. The last time I busted a party with drunk teenagers due to neighbors call, was probably a few days after I returned from my honeymoon with Hanna.

Anyway, I approached the office at around 10:00 AM. A few minutes later my partner on the case gave me the name of a restaurant called "The Opera Dine-in" and said there might be people there who can be questioned for the case. I called and made a reservation under the name Alejandro De León. When I arrived at the restaurant young lady showed me to my table which was very close to the stage. Little did I know what was going to happen next...

Some of the lights began to go off, and a spotlight flashed on the stage before the young singer named Calie appeared on the stage. She wasn't nervous at all. Her confidence was one of the many things that drew attention to the stage. A fan near the stage blew on her gorgeous hair and white silk dress drawing attention away from what was happening at the tables behind me. After admiring her for a while, I turned around a few times and gave a gentle nod to the men sitting in the back table. I made eye contact a few more times, but I figured it wasn't enough to approach them yet. When the singer was finished with her first performance, I raised a glass while making eye contact with the suspects again, they did the same which gave me the confidence to start a small talk with them while the singer was taking a short break. I tried to open up the conversation about the bombing but either their boss had them scared to the core or they were extremely loyal that they didn't talk to me in any way about it.

I payed the check then started heading towards my car. I saw a middle aged man smoking and asked for a cigarette. I wasn't a smoker usually but it was a good way to start a talk. He lit one for me then a second one for himself. And I introduced myself with the same name I used for the reservation earlier. After making small talk about the weather being dry and how beautiful the restaurant is I was heading back. When I realized he started cowering behind the light pole as a police car slowly parked in front of the restaurant. I figured my partner must have sent them as a backup for me.