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L stood before the large, single pane window, staring out over the Tokyo skyline one last time. It was finally over. His well-played game of cat and mouse with the world’s most notorious and simultaneously loved serial killer had come to an end…
A well-earned, but unsatisfactory end…
He had lost a lot along the way…12 good FBI Agents, BB, Naomi, Ukita, Chief Yagami…all joining the ghosts of his parents and his past haunting his mind, not to mention the one person that endlessly challenged him in ways most others never could.
It was then a sudden, gentle hand grasped his softly. “You did very well, Detective. The world owes you a very large thank you.”
He turned to look down at her, a thin smile hinting at his lips. “I’m glad you think so.”
“I do think so. I’m glad to see the end of this case. Now we can all get on with our lives.” She intertwined her fingers with his.
His eyes darkened with a sadness she had never seen before. “I assume you’re excited about your return to your home.”
“Yeah, I mean, it’s been a while.” She leaned her shoulder against him tenderly. “Aren’t you ready to get back to England and other cases?”
“No,” he stated flatly. “I’m not. Frankly, I’m not ready to part ways with you.”
She blinked her eyes a couple of times in disbelief. “Me? I’m playing a part in this?”
He tightened his grip on her hand. “Yes. I’ve lost so much already. I don’t want to lose you, too.”
She reached up, softly caressing his cheek with her free hand. “Maybe you don’t have to.”