[ IP ] Clockwork

Sergeant Bernie surveyed the crime scene. His frown turned into a grimace as he looked up at the lounge wall, both victims had been impaled into the wallpaper on separate ends. In the middle the words,'Shark Killer' were painted in blood. 
 
 Bernie winked his left eye. The gears and motors revved and took a snapshot of the scene. He'd spend some more time reviewing the photo later, but for now he needed to get back to the station and get this case up and running. 
 
 `` You ever find it hard to stomach moments like these Sarge?'' A voice asked from behind him. 
 
 Sgt. Bernie turned, It was Daniel, his partner. `` There's not much left that I find surprising, kid. I hope you do n't stay long enough to experience it.'' 
 
 Daniel rolled his eyes. `` You're still a few years shy of forty, Sarge. Not that old compared to some of the officers.'' 
 
 Bernie scoffed. `` Maybe not. But that's not the point.'' 
 
 He walked on and heard Daniel follow. The house was left in ruins and ash littered the fire place. He pined for a crime scene where they were a step ahead of the perpetrator for once. But as usual, they were following a worn out trail like a bunch of hounds. Hoping to catch scent of something. 
 
 He stopped. Noticing a strand of golden cotton on the floor. 
 
 *That's funny, none of the officers had been up here yet? * Bernie thought. 
 
 He crouched down and directed his mechanical eye at the thread. The gears revved and kicked into work, analysing for possible DNA matches. 
 
 Bernie watched the holographic panel work in front of him, flipping through possible suspects. Only he could see the screen, it was part of the mechanics. The holograph whizzed to a stop, the words `` Match!'' floated in front of him. 
 
 Bernie tapped the words. They flipped revealing the perpetrator: Officer Daniel Abraham. 
 
 Sgt.Bernie's gasped. 
 
 *Click* 
 
 He felt the gun being pointed at the back of his head. `` Damn Daniel! You? Really?'' Bernie said. 
 
 Daniel chuckled. `` I thought I cleaned the scene before I left, but I guess I left one strand of evidence behind. So, thank you sergeant for looking after me like usual.'' 
 
 Bernie sighed. `` You do n't have to do this, Daniel.'' 
 
 `` It's to late for talking. I'm sorry Sargent.'' 
 
 `` Damn Daniel!'' He gritted his teeth. 
 
 Bernie revved the gears of his eye, the world began shifting in slow motion. Daniel fired the glock and it exploded right behind Bernie's head. In slow motion he could see the waves of sound in his peripheral as they pulsated from the bullet. 
 
 Bernie ducked just in time and the bullet sliced through flesh on the back of his neck. He tumble rolled across the room and reached up. The wound was shallow. 
 
 Bernie locked gazes with Daniel, who was staring at him with eyes wide. 
 
 `` But how?'' Daniel whispered. 
 
 Sargeant Bernie slid his revolver from it's holster. `` Damn you Daniel, you asked for this.'' 
 
 
 

