I Am The Luna

“Gordon Santino, twenty–seven–year–old electrician, his mother is a human, his father was a werewolf. Never been part of a pack, but his DNA at a hospital appointment gave away what he was. Four weeks after being chipped, he was missing. The body was found a few weeks later and police suspected ‘No foul play.‘ Although he was given back to his mother, I managed to ask her if we could conduct our own autopsy.

I look at the screen of the man who clearly looks like any ordinary person.

“And we found wolfsbane and ashbane in his system.”

Silence fills the room as everyone listens.

“He was stabbed with a blade, although the cops put it down to him meeting a hiking accident and that he was impaled on a tree down a cliff when they found him. Wrong. I know a knife wound better than anyone,” Zade continues.

I have to admit I have never heard him speak as much as he is now, but it just shows how serious he is when it comes to this matter. He means business. “I managed to hack into some CCTV area around the area where he lived and worked. Luckily for me and not so lucky for him, he had a pretty consistent routine and here you will find one of the Arkan watching him. For three weeks prior to his death, one of these two men is around on most days.”

My stomach twists as I realise that if only he was trained and alert…

“And then he was watched day and night for the last three days before his death.”

Zade sits back as he scrolls through the images of Gordon’s body, which makes me sick. Although I have seen many dead bodies in my line of work, these make me sick.

There’s CCTV footage, post–mortem results and even police files, which obviously he acquired illegally, but I’m glad he did. It only furthers the fact they really did just brush the entire case away.

Everyone in the room is watching, reading, and assessing the report.

Zade switches back to another case, this time a woman. She’s got several tattoos and coloured hair. “This woman was part of my old team, she was found dead by the had driven Valerie’s car when it crashed.” He frowns deeply as he scrolls through the report. man who “And she was not so lucky… she was drugged, raped and then brutally murdered.”

His eyes flash as he looks across at them. “Her identity was discovered when she was waiting on two off–duty cops in the cafe she worked at, who reported her and she was forced

to be chipped… She was murdered seven weeks after being chipped.” Zade’s eyes flash

before he continues.

“They go for those who are isolated from their packs.” His anger is clear in his voice as het opens her medical reports. “Acquired autopsy reports shows she had suffered severe vaginal trauma, and there was at least two separate DNAS on her. Her body is still with the local authorities and I’m not sure what they’ve done with it, but the case was still pending with no viable leads, and they even insinuate she was possibly working as a sex worker and that was what they were trying to prove and write it off as consensual.”

I look away, disgusted, my anger shared by many in the room. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“There are obvious signs of rape and I am no officer!” Zaia says, her eyes burning as she sits there staring at the screen, her anger rivalling Sebastian’s from earlier.

“A werewolf’s death is nothing to them,” Zade says before he shows a few more files. There were some cases where the police were ‘trying‘ to find the culprit, but as he said, most were just brushed under the carpet.

After showing a few more victims‘ cases, he then moves on to the proof he gathered around me. Some even I’m shocked he has. I look over at him, thinking he may have been raised to kill, but he was born to be a detective! This man is incredible.

Looking around the room, others are asking him questions. The hostility and tension when we entered is gone. Almost forgotten by the majority. If we didn’t have such substantial proof, things might have been different. But Zade came with the facts and those are before them, and everyone knows this could happen to one of their own.

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