CONNOR: The RK800 prototype android designed by CyberLife to hunt deviant androids. His task: to investigate the cause and put a stop to it. But the events in Detroit gradually caused his software to destabilize. Rallied by the deviant leader Markus, Connor joins the peaceful revolution for freedom, becoming a deviant himself.

Now, only a couple months later, Connor is working with Lieutenant Hank Anderson to solve a series of serial murders.
Haley, a young coffee shop barista unknowingly comes in contact with the killer, but manages to escape the attack. Now Connor finally has a victim who isn't dead.
Certain the killer will come for her again, Connor must solve the case while protecting Haley.
But Haley doesn't see Connor like most humans do. Androids have always been friends to her, but spending time with Connor has got her thinking about him in a whole new way.
To Connor, Haley is not just another human. He is taken in by her dark, green eyes and a kindness he's never experienced before.

20 January, 2019

[1] Dumping Ground

Dumping Ground

DATE
JANUARY 22, 2039
TIME
AM 9:56:38

     A cold blanket of snow covered a Detroit cemetery ground, the morning light grayed by the overcast sky. The leafless trees surrounded the area like a thousand bony fingers, caging in a horrific scene.
            A tall, brown-haired android knelt by the body of a young woman with porcelain skin. The blue glow coming from his arm cuff stood out even brighter against the monotone colors of the day.
            The android looked closely at the woman’s hollow, empty eyes and scanned her face.
                        ANALYZING…
SAMUELS, Melanie
                        Born: April 7, 2010 // Deceased: January 21, 2039
                        Estimated time of death: PM 11:48:09
                        Height: 5’5” - Weight: 124.7 lb.
                        Severe bruising on the throat
                        Seven five-inch lacerations on the abdomen, two inches deep
            Using the first two fingers on his right hand, the android touched the cold, red liquid on the girl’s stomach then licked his fingertips.
                        ANALYZING…
                        DRIED BLOOD
                        DNA Analysis: SAMUELS, Melanie
                        Sample date: > 11 Hours
            “Oh for fuck’s sake, Connor.” A gruff voice broke the silence.
            The android got to his feet and turned to face the gray-haired man. “Sorry lieutenant. But this is the most efficient way to analyze data for the investigation.”
            Lieutenant Hank Anderson shook his head and wandered off a short ways. “Jesus, I’ll never get used to this shit.”
            Connor’s vision went monochrome as he quick-scanned the cemetery grounds, finding three more bodies in view. All females with fair skin and auburn hair between the ages of 25-29.
            “Hey Connor!” The lieutenant called from down the hill. “There’s two more over here!”
            “I have three others up here.” Connor examined the identical wounds on all the frozen bodies scattered around the gravestones. Some were mostly hidden in snow.
            Hank and Connor met up in the middle of the chilling scene.
            “Six victims in total. The oldest dates back only three weeks ago.” The android reported.
            Lieutenant Anderson sighed. “Well, that covers all the missing reports we’ve been getting. Cause of death?”
            Connor stood up straight, placing one hand inside the other behind his back. “Asphyxiation. The victims were strangled. The lacerations on the abdomen were inflicted postmortem.”
“Mmm.” The lieutenant crossed his arms in front of his chest and furrowed his brow. “You think he killed ‘em here?”
            “No. The recent body showed signs of being moved after she was murdered. There are also blood trails under the layers of snow.”
            Hank stared at the ground. “Any tire tracks?”
            “It’s likely. But unfortunately there’s been too much snowfall to identify them.”
The lieutenant paced. “So the killer murdered the girls somewhere else, then dragged them out here, hoping the snow would cover his tracks.”
            Hank stopped in his footsteps and looked around at the girls, mutilated and frozen. “What a sick bastard.” Letting out a heavy sigh he squinted at Connor. “Is it possible to track those blood trails?”
            The android nodded. “Not sure how far they’ll take us, though.” He scanned the ground near the most recently deceased body. “The blood droplets are few and far between. The girls were likely dead for a few hours before they were dragged out here.”
            “I’ll call the station, see if we can get a hand with the bodies.” Hank flipped out his phone.
            “I’ll see how far these trails go.” Connor’s gaze followed the droplets from the most recent victim up the hill. As he passed Melanie’s body, he paused. He studied her face, her expression fixed in horror. Then his gaze lowered, lingering on the gashes in her stomach, long, red, and gaping.
            The android closed his eyes, pressing his eyebrows together.
            Then he looked up and forward, focusing on the fading path of blood buried under layers of snow.
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