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Dark Matters

Chapter 1: Hard Day’s Night

Kandomere paced circles around his office desk, leafing through papers of one of the many manila folders that crowded his workspace. He’d been pacing for hours. His feet and legs hurt something awful, but nothing compared to the agonizing knowledge that over half a dozen security guards were slaughtered and Leilah’s Wand was stolen. He should’ve known. Of course there would be more renegade elves wanting to raise the Dark Lord. He should’ve taken more precautions to protect the Wand.

Montehugh entered his partner’s office with a coffee in hand for him. His sixth of the night, to be exact. “Any luck?” he asked, handing the fresh brew to the elf.

“Would I still be here if there was?” Kandomere snapped. He wasn’t one to snap easily, but days of fruitless investigation and little sleep can take a toll on even the most patient of people. He brought the cup to his lips and took a sip, slightly wincing as the hot liquid scalded his tongue. Ignoring the pain, he set the coffee down on a short pile of papers and continued to lead through the ones in his hands.

Montehugh sighed. “Boss, it’s three in the morning. You’ve been here for nine days, running on caffeine and barely any sleep. Everyone can see it.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “And probably starting to smell it, too.”

Kandomere pauses his leafing and stopped pacing, casting a sideways glare at his partner. It’s not that bad, asshole, he thought. He inhaled subtly. Oh... He set the files down.

“Go home, get some rest,” Montehugh said. It wasn’t a suggestion either. “If and when we find something, you need to be on your A-game.” He took Kandomere’s blazer from the coatrack that stood by the door, handing it to him. “Matter of fact, take the next couple days off. I’ll take over while you’re out and update you when we find something.”

“See to it that you do,” Kandomere huffed, shrugging on his blazer. The last thing he wanted to do was step away from his work, but Ulysses was right. He’d be good for jack shit if there was a breakthrough while he was in such condition.

So, for now, he’d take his partner’s advice and rest. That is, once he’s thoroughly gone through the files he’s tucked under his blazer. No disrespect to Montehugh, but Kandomere needed to be on this case at all times. The murdered guards, the Wand. They were all his responsibility.

Three days have gone by. Still no word from Montehugh. Kandomere himself still hasn’t made any headway in the case. He sits in his bed in only his boxers, swearing to himself he’ll sleep after reading over one more file for the thousandth time. It’s two in the morning. His bed’s surface is littered with files and papers.

Kandomere threw the files in his hands onto the open bed next to him, groaning in frustration. Just before he decided to give in for the night, his phone pinged. He huffed irritably as he reached for his cell on the nightstand. Montehugh. A flutter rose in his belly. Please say you’ve found something. He opened the text.

Our tech team was able to recover some of the security footage. I sent you the file via email. Do they look familiar?

Montehugh, you glorious bastard. A smile grew on Kandomere’s face, but dropped just as quickly as he rushed to his laptop across the bedroom. Finally a breakthrough. Pushing the large office chair to the side, Kandomere opened his email. One new, from Montehugh. His stomach did flips as he opened the file.

He sat at the edge of his bed, slumped and staring in disbelief at the paused footage. He wanteed to puke.

Regrettably, Kandomere knew these elves. Not as they were now, but who they use to be. They were acquaintances of his from many years ago, before Ulysses became his partner. Back when his partner was...

No. She’s not pertinent to this situation. Unless she’s involved as well... Kandomere groaned in frustration and hung his head, raking his hands through his cool blue locks. As much as he didn’t want her to be involved, he had to make sure. He couldn’t rule out any possibilities anymore.

He reached across his bed for his phone, dialing his current partner’s number. “I need you to run a check on someone,” he requested, then continued to give off information.

“Yes, sir,” Montehugh confirmed. When Kandomere remained quiet, Ulysses pushed a bit further, careful not to upset his boss. “Is there some kind of history with this person?”

Kandomere sighed. “Unless something comes up in the search that pertains to the case, nothing you need to worry about.” His voice came off a bit more stingy than intended. He knew Ulysses was only concerned.

“Of course.” He didn’t push anymore. “Anything else, boss?”

Kandomere chewed the skin around the nail of his thumb; an old stress habit he thought he’d quit years ago. “Call for those two LAPD officers. The ones who got roped into the Magic case with Leilah.”

“Officers Jakoby and Ward? The orc and human Bright?”

“Yes.”

“Sure thing.” Kandomere could hear the demeanor of his partner’s voice change. He understood the severity of the case. “Anything else?”

“That’s all for now,” Kandomere finished. “Good work, Ulysses. I’ll see you in the office tomorrow.”

“Good night, boss.”

He ended the call with Montehugh and fell back on the bed with a huff. Kandomere was always a confident man, but he’d be lying if he said the possibilities rising in this case didn’t leave him with a sinking feeling in his gut.

After what seemed like forever, exhaustion finally took over and Kandomere fell asleep where he lay.

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