The Ghost detective
A cold winter morning, the sun was starting to rise. There was another case to crack. This is the story about the detective who was solving a case he would never expect to solve.
D.T Stryker was the best detective in London. And he was about to solve the hardest case head ever done. He got a call from his partner Louis. “You ready for this.” Louis said on the other end of the line.
“I will meet you at the warehouse.” Stryker replied. There had been an ongoing weapon dealership, and Stryker was going to catch them red handed. They drove to the warehouse in Louis's Silver Mercedes
The warehouse was thought to be the suspects' hideout. The suspects names were. Fang-Bob, Switchblade-Alex and Bigg Boss-Joey. They have slipped away from Stryker many times before, but he was positive this time he would get them. “So how many people do we have hear on the sight?” Stryker asked Louis. “We have snipers and S.W.A.T teams surrounding the building.” He replied. Stryker looked at his best friend who had been there for him every step of the way, and said. “Are you ready for this Louis?” “yes you?” Louis replied. The duo walked into the building ready to strike. But when they stepped into the warehouse they saw the three gang members, but they didn't see them how they expect it to see them. “W-what happened hear.” Louis said confused. They both stared at the three bodies lying on the floor. Stryker heard a click behind him. It was a bomb. “Ru-” Stryker shouted but it was too late, the bomb went off.
Smok filed the ear, and there was a piercing ringing sound in Strykers ears. I survive the explosion. He thought to himself. then he remembered, where's Lewis! Stryker scan through the rubble, to try and find his best friend. “Where are you Louis!” Stryker shouted. He was running around the crumbling building. He turned a corner, and was shocked to see, his own body lying on the floor. Stryker couldn't believe his eyes. He knelt down to brush the dust off the face, but his hand went right through it. He was a GHOST...
Stryker was horrified. “Am I a ghost?” He said out loud. Stryker came to his senses after a while, and thought to himself. If I'm dead who planted the bomb? Now this, was the hardest case.
How did this hapon. If it wasn't the gang members. That means we have a bigger threat on the lose. Even though striker was dead, you still had his detective instincts. He had to figure out who did this to him. In the distance he heard a voice shout, it was Louis’s voice. Stryker couldn't see anything there was to much smoke but it didn't affect his lungs. Even though he couldn't see anything he followed the sound of Lewis's voice. But suddenly a pile of rubble fell in front of him. “AAAH!” Stryker shouted. Nothing happened. He was inside the rubble! having a sense of his newfound power strike a new what to do.
