Changes were made on this chapter please reread. Brooklyn , NY 📍, 2024 circa.
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"Okay ma'am what kind of car was it?"
The flashes of blue and red reflected upon the set of four people standing on the sidewalk. Two male officers stood in-front of her and Odyssey with a note pad jotting down each word she had spoken that can possibly help them find the car.
Sazcha looked around feeling embarrassed at the gazes of onlookers, neighbors from the neighborhood walking by or observing from their window sill, looking to see who called for law enforcement for the third time today. Although they were used to their presence roaming around, they always stopped to check to see who was their next victim. She was nervous to summon the NYPD as they weren't reputable at that times they were needed within the community; leaving the locals to deal with their own problems but unfortunately they were the only source of help she needed right now.
"It was a 2023 Genesis G70 with black and orange interiors" Sazcha sighed pushing her box braids back while she paid attention to the way the tall Caucasian officer glided his right hand across the ivory paper, making sure his fingers flexed at every word he wrote of the description of the car.
"And you said it's under Darin Best?"
"Mhm, it's registered-d unda' my husband" She cleared her throat from her accent seeping out as her pink stained fingers massaged Odyssey's brunette curls, trying not to think about how Darin was going to flip after hearing about this loss.
Speaking of the devil—she felt her phone buzz and ring to his designated ringtone.
"Anything else? Any stickers, decors?"
"Uh no sticker, there was an old orange scented Little Tree hanging on the rear mirror though" Her dark hazel green eyes focused on the short Hispanic officer who looked towards his partner hands jotting down another key information that can possibly help their case.
"He also had a hole in the back window! Daddy said it was from a rock!" Odyssey exclaimed catching the officers attention to his young voice while his mother and the officers interacted.
"Well thank you son, is that true mom?" The tall officer blue eyes looked towards her waiting for her confirmation.
Sazcha nodded giving an anxious smile feeling her phone vibrate for a second time.
"Y-yeah I forgot about that. It was a small crack" She looked down at Odyssey who was occupying himself with his Spider-Man action figure.
"Well okay. I'm sorry this had happened to you guys, there's been ALOT of reported thefts on vehicles lately all over the five boroughs. We are trying our hardest to find the culprits so hang on tight. We'll get this solve as soon as possible." The tall officer explained clicking his black inked pen and closing his note pad before shoving it in the small compartment of his duty belt next to his gun holster.
