Chapter 9 - WHAT I FORGOTMercer was arrested.
But he refused to speak.
Not even when shown the ledger.
Not even when confronted with evidence tying him to the tree sabotage.
He just repeated one sentence.
“Ask him what he saw.”
He pointed at me.
The next morning, federal investigators reviewed my medical records.
Three years earlier, I had suffered a concussion.
Severe.
I had lost forty-seven minutes of memory.
Marcus had died during that missing period.
The department had told me the gap was caused by the explosion.
But they had never told me about the surveillance footage.
Or the doctor.
Or the classified case.
I asked why.
The answer was terrifying.
Because I had identified the killer.
Then forgotten him.
The investigators showed me a photograph.
A man leaving the hostage building.
Not Mercer.
Not Voss.
Not the paramedic.
A third man.
Someone I knew.
Someone Titan knew.
Someone I had seen hundreds of times.
Training officer Harold Kane.
I stared.
“No.”
He had been the officer who trained new K9 handlers.
He had worked under Mercer.
He had attended Marcus's funeral.
He had comforted me.
He had stood beside Titan.
“How?”
One investigator answered.
“Kane disappeared three years ago.”
I remembered.
Kane had supposedly retired after Marcus's death.
He vanished from the department.
Never contacted.
Never seen.
The investigator placed another photograph in front of me.
Kane at the airport.
Three years ago.
The day after Marcus died.
Different name.
Different passport.
Same face.
Titan suddenly entered the room.
He stared at the photograph.
Then he growled.
My heart sank.
“You remember him.”
Titan stepped closer.
He sniffed the picture.
Then turned toward the door.
He wanted out.
He wanted somewhere else.
I followed.
Titan led me into the K9 training yard.
He stopped beside an old wooden obstacle.
For several seconds, he stared at it.
Then he barked.
I remembered something.
A training exercise.
Marcus standing behind the obstacle.
Kane watching.
Mercer supervising.
There had been a hidden camera.
Marcus had discovered it.
He had confronted Kane.
I saw flashes.
A hallway.
A gun.
Marcus shouting.
Kane running.
Then me.
Not on the roof.
Inside the building.
I had chased Kane.
I had caught him.
Then someone struck me from behind.
I hit the floor.
My memory vanished.
Titan had stayed beside me.
Marcus had continued alone.
And Kane had escaped.
My knees weakened.
Cole caught my shoulder.
“You remembered.”
I nodded.
“Titan didn't forget.”
Then a federal agent rushed inside.
“Kane was just spotted.”
“Where?”
The agent hesitated.
“At the cemetery.”
My heart stopped.
“Marcus's grave?”
May you like
He nodded.
Titan was already running.
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