Setting: Vol. 4, Act 11.
Summary: Ryo has a very bad feeling this is not a hoax
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Portend’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Cops are used to tip-offs of all kinds, for crimes in progress or about to be committed, and sometimes the identities of potential suspects, witnesses, or so far unidentified victims. They get their share of crank calls too, people convinced their next door neighbour is an alien from another planet, or that the government has planted listening devices in cockroaches to spy on them.
Then there are calls like this one that sound all too genuine, and if true, warn of something very bad about to happen.
Ryo isn’t taking any chances; according to the caller he’s planted a bomb somewhere in the 27th Precinct, possibly more than one. There are an awful lot of people in the building, not to mention evidence and notes on all their open cases. Most paperwork is backed up to the police computer network, but if a bomb does go off it could seriously impact their ability to carry out their jobs. Nevertheless, he can’t spare the time to worry about things like that right now; evacuating the building is the top priority. As galling as it will be if evidence is destroyed, human lives are more important. They don’t have much time to clear the building.
Less than ten minutes later, as the dust settles following a series of devastating explosions, Ryo views the wreckage of his workplace with a numb sense of disbelief. They barely got clear in time! The whole building has collapsed; all that remains is a pile of rubble.
It should be a relief, everyone got out safely, but Ryo can’t shake the sense of doom hanging over him. He doesn’t know exactly what’s going on, but there’s a bomber out there somewhere and it’s a dead cert he’s not done yet. Whatever happens next could be even worse.