"I never [i]meant[/i] to hurt anyone. They just got in my way. It's fine. It's [b]all[/b] gonna be okay. It's over now. I killed all of them. They deserved it." Jahseh found it easier to focus when he got out all of his post rage anxiety's. He never wanted to kill those people. It's just part of his job. Protect Rosette. That's all he has to do. You're not supposed to fall in love with those your assigned to, but Jahseh made that very fatal mistake. "I have to calm down. She can't be very far, I need to find her and warn her." Jahseh began to walk towards where Rosette was located. The tracker has been on the fritz recently, so he just has to trust it this time. Rosette was stressed. Life. Kids. Work. It was getting to her. She never really considered suicide, but liked to contemplate how easy it would be. Easy to leave. Easy to stop. She was working on a research paper for college when she saw a figure. A familiar one. She was used to seeing these, so she ignored it. Even if it was actually him, she wanted nothing to do with him anyways. She heard a knock at the door. "This better be my UPS delivery. I've been waiting for a whole week to get my phone charger" she muttered. She unlocked the door and opened it. There stood, a man dressed in a sharp business suit. He wore sunglasses, and had an air of importance about him. His hair was combed over perfectly to the left. "Hello, Ms. Young. I'm Gerald, a homicide detective for the police. I'm here to ask you some questions about your ex-husband." "I really don't have time right now, maybe you could come back tomorrow?" "This is [b]extremely [/b]important. May I come in?" "I don't know..." "Ms. Young, I don't have time for this. Please, let me in so we can talk privately" "Fine. Keep it short and simple" Gerald walked through the parlor, and showed himself to a seat in the living space. Rosette took her seat at the kitchen counter, where she had her college papers laid out. "I'll keep it short, your ex-husband killed 24 people. He went on a rampage, killing random people with no specific method other than bloodying them with a knife. He killed all of our witnesses." "I...I don't know what to say. Was there a reason?" "That's what I am trying to find out. He wrote some strange things on the north wall of the building" "How is that relevant to the situation?" "It's not where he wrote it, but [b]what[/b] he wrote. I'm wondering if you know anything about this?" He handed her a piece of paper that said what was wrote on the wall. "Templars...time...what is all this?" "That's what I was hoping you'd know" "Mr. Gerald, I don't know what any of this means besides..." She was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. Gerald got up to answer it, saying, "That must be my partner". He answered the door, and he was surprised to find a man who wasn't his partner. "Can I help you sir?" "I need to see Rosette, now" Answered the man. "I can't let you do that right..." He was cut off by the man yelling into the back, "Are you okay?!" "Shoot him Gerald! He's the killer, shoot him!" The man barreled past Gerald and grabbed Rosette by the arms, practically dragging her into a room. "This is unit 748, we have a hostage situation at Bernthal street, the house number is 19073"