Despite getting to know the true face of Johnson Stratom only after he passed away, there was still hope as the IBM5100 machine was available to hack time and space. We could easily opt to time travel back in time to arrest them. However there was a cost to everything, and the cost to that outcome was that we could not come back to the present reality after arresting them.
After considering over the amount of things that would change to our lives, I still wanted to have them behind bars, no matter the disruption to my personal life as I have lived normally for the most of my life and would be glad to spend the rest of it and bring myself and Stratom to justice with the rest of my time on earth. The two of my closest police cadets teared as they learned about my sacrifice, they stood upright and saluted at me for giving up my life for justice to be served.
As I travelled back in time through the IBM5100 machine, I was losing some key memories as undoing time itself would undo some critical incidents. However, as I stepped into a time 50 years earlier, I was shocked that the entire home was given up for sale and nobody resided there for the past 40 years. I was beaten to the time travel.
As l stepped into the neatly arranged and sparse house, a oddly unfamiliar feel overcame me. It was the same house but devoid of any love and effort. It just was not the same. And I knew we had the suspect identity down now. All that's left is to trace the missing valuables and we should be able to find them. Because this was close to the era of portable location trackers, we had managed to find one of them in the outskirts of London, which we had previously dropped in one of Johnson’s wife branded bags.
As I waved goodbye in the wee early mornings of the day. I stood before the bicycle racks which I anticipated would always have been there, undisturbed. However this was not the case this very morning, right after the time travelling. The couple must have used it as their transport vehicle.
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The next thing I did was to go through all the corporate movers in the yellow pages and try to find a glint of hope within those books to get a semblance of a clue as to where they could have been gone. I started from A and worked my way down to Z. It was not until after the later parts of the ABC that I actually landed on the correct furniture movers but I was already too late as they requested the movers to keep mum about the future location home and not to leak any details. As Evergreen Johanson revealed her identity, the movers were slightly taken aback. They promptly released any confidential information on the case after verifying her stature and work.
The clue went all the way to Manchester where they had seemingly moved into a high rise apartment. It was definitely a hassle to move to an apartment from a landed property. I wondered why they did not do that in the first place when the offer for the landed house first became a reality but somehow or another they needed it for their crimes still and they were unthankfully never recognised or discovered. I set my team up with all the information that was required to catch such a slimy couple.
I laid bare the information and their travel documents. It all pointed exactly to the Manchester apartment. I checked out the maps data on my phone and double checked it on my laptop with my colleague as well. Everything seemed to line up. As I poured over the salacious documents with my colleagues and close staff, I discovered more and more about them. And finally their motive for doing so many ungrounded things, yes they were no longer hiding in the shadow. I sent a tailgater to monitor the flat apartment and sure enough, they were inside the apartment.
As I figured out the necessary logistics and time to approach the capturing of first class criminals. Michael bought me a cup of coffee specially just for me. He knew I would work late into the night and yet he still dropped by after work in order to get me through the night. It was a lovely cup of joe and also a pleasant surprise as he kissed me on the cheek.
Michael Freem and I were a married couple over 4 years and before that 15 years as childhood lovers. We never thought that we would last that long but it certainly seemed to have paid off as Michael did put in extra work in order to pursue me and I was always being pursued by default. Sometimes with him only and other times with others. Yet Michael never wavered in his love for me and that's the reason why he is my husband today.