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Detective Chief Inspector. I guess I should have made that clearer for our friends across the pond. It's quite a high rank in the police force. As with many obsessions I think Frank realizes he's gone wrong but just hasn't been able to help himself. Obsession is something that goes beyond sense and tiptoes toward insanity. His lack of foresight will come back to bite him, though.Not all his children are going to be happy so see their brother's back.
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Thank you It's a pretty surprising story, so I hope you stick with it when it starts to freak out. I'm really glad you enjoyed the start and invest in my poor little Sacha. I think you need to do that at this stage because he goes through quite a few changes as the story progresses - no, that's not quite true, he goes through a number of stages to become his true self.
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Thank you. Sometimes the kindest gestures are the ones we don;t make. Sacha wouldn't have accepted a hug and Frank is experienced enough in what he does to know that. Kids like Sacha aren't used to kindness and he's right on the edge. He is damaged but perhaps in unexpected ways. It's going to be a hard transition to make. As for the bad man. Well... let's just say he's not done yet.
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“Are you alright?” Frank asked kindly. Sacha flinched and blinked at him. “I….” “Do you need anything? A drink?” Sacha shook his head. “No.” The door opened and two police officers sauntered in. “Who yanked his chain?” one asked, jerking his head back the way they’d come. “Can you show Mr Prosser to interview room two?” the custody sergeant said, ignoring the question. “Give him whatever he needs.” One of the policemen raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and motioned Frank and Sacha toward a d
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Glad you liked the start and yes, it will be a twisted tale
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Well, it could. Anything's possible Thanks for your support, I really appreciate it
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Thank you for your comment. I hope you enjoy the rest of the story. It's a bit of a twisty one.
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Thanks for the comment. Yes, it's a long story. I get confused with the in progress/completed. I've finished writing it so I automatically click the completed. D'oh Frank is a canny man for sure. His patience and wits will be sorely tested for sure.
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Thank you for your comment. This story was definitely an experiment for me and Sacha is an...interesting character I hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
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DCI Frank Prosser leaned on the counter and watched the custody sergeant process another ‘customer’. He’d been waiting for some time, watching everyone going through the motions. It had been a long time since he’d had to do that. He sighed. He’d spent much of his working life in places like this – custody suites, interview rooms, cells. At least now he had his own office. You’d think he’d have had enough of it by now, spending time in dingy police stations on dingy Sunday mornings. You’d think
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For the past 8 years DCI Frank Prosser has had a total obsession - searching for his son, Alex who simple never returned from school one day when he was 9. Every waking moment is dedicated to the search to the detriment of his family. But after 8 years does Alex even exist anymore?
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I Don't Understand Why He Didn't Say Something.
Nephylim commented on Nephylim's story chapter in I Don't Understand Why He Didn't Say Something.
The story came from a real situation which, thankfully, wasn't anywhere near as extreme and didn't have such a bad ending. It wasn't good, though. -
Misunderstandings and best intentions are bad bad things. Josh is fighting his battles, but Ash is getting caught in the crossfire and he just can't cope. In their defence (not that they deserve it) both Josh and the headmaster think they're doing the right thing for Ash as well as themselves.
