hiding? Breuer let his gaze wander. Despite the darkness, he was sure that there could be no suitable hiding place. A moment later he heard a squeak. He looked out into the street and saw a car turning. Apparently it had been short and now continued the journey. When it passed under a street lamp, Breuer couldn't believe his eyes. A hand clapped on the backseat window, then sank down. Breuer couldn't make out the driver, let alone the model or the driver's license plate. He had an idea who it might be, but was panic about accepting it. What would Breuer's next step be? Was it really Sabine Emmerich who had just been kidnapped? If so, there was no way he could carry out his mission. Somebody had obviously gotten ahead of him. Breuer turned and looked into the face of an old lady.

"Did you see that? I think the woman was dragged into the car!" She said, stunned. Breuer panicked and did something unwise. He took out his knife and held it out to the pensioner. She twitched and padded back a few steps. But Breuer calmed down again. She was a witness, but not the target. If Breuer did something stupid, he would be back in jail sooner than he would have liked. He put the knife away and fled.After the old woman also felt safe, she reported the crime to the nearest police station.
Damir had already found out about Chris' past, but even he spit away with these new discoveries. "Dude, I've read about it, but that those murders were supposed to have had something to do with your case back then? Is it all safe?" He asked. Chris nodded considerably.

"According to Sebastian, yes. He wouldn't have brought me in because of some copycat." He was certain. Damir tried to cheer up his friend with a few nice words. "It's great that the guy gets in touch again. I mean ... this time there is a better chance that you will get him.", He remained optimistic. Chris turned pale at the "her". Damir put down his coffee.

"I can run the business alone for a while," he wanted to assert himself. Chris waved it off.

"Never. I couldn't. I've finished with the past," he told himself more than Damir. However, his partner didn't seem to take him seriously. "Who do you want to tell this? You wasted years running after the guy. I know you too well. You will accept this butcher's offer, that much is certain. The only question is how you feel. You can call me all the time, no question . You not only have the opportunity to put an end to it all, but also a duty. ", Damir accused him. Chris doubted. What would his colleagues think of him? Would you see him as the failure who quit his job despite graduating from police school? Or the poor drip whose family was killed and who would keep annoying everyone for clues? Chris was already picturing Hunter's face. He would consider it not a help but a burden. A tailcoat that would do more harm than good.

"You are right as always. This is slowly getting on my mind.", Chris replied. Damir grinned.

"I'm not doing this for self-interest. I can then manage our super cases all by myself," he reminded. Chris agreed with him. Perhaps he was even less to be envied for. He phoned Sebastian and accepted the offer. Sebastian didn't seem surprised by the call, as if he'd already dated him for sooner. Chris hung up the phone and sat back. He was still looking for an excuse. He already wanted Reimer back, who had caught a new one and wanted to have it checked out. But it didn't ring. Not an urgent case. Chris drove home, poured himself another cognac and ate half the sausage roll he'd had in his pocket since lunch. He fell asleep unusually quickly. As if he wanted to get it over with quickly. Of course, the new information was anything but dreamless. A bull ran towards Chris, who unexpectedly reared up and turned out to be a devil with long horns. Mephisto.Suddenly he was holding a blade with which he attacked Chris. This no longer had a chance to escape. Mephisto had also got the rest of the family. Chris woke up and stared at his alarm clock, which was glowing in the dark. Five o'clock. Early enough for police officers. Chris got up, washed up, grabbed a bottle of iced tea, and got into his car. He drove straight to the office.
Chapter 6

Why is it so difficult for us to believe in God when we have already proven the existence of the devil?
"Hartmann, what are you standing around out there, as ordered, but not picked up?" Jäger snapped at him, who saw Chris in front of the door.

"Hello.", Chris could only reply. "Don't think so, we're waiting for you. So move your ass in and find a chair," he urged. Chris stepped in and shortly afterwards stood in front of several desks pushed together and a tangle of telephone cables. "Chris! I may call you Chris?", This was addressed from the side. A plump but stocky fellow had built himself up next to him. He was decorated with a gray suit and a red tie. Chris nodded and held out his hand, which was shaken shortly afterwards. "Johannes Berger, I've heard a lot about you," he said. Chris didn't know how to classify these words and especially Berger's appearance.

"It's okay, Hannes, there are breaks for something like that." Jäger seemed to treat all his subordinates so stiffly.

"Since our guest of honor is now present, back to the point of the day.", He spoke up. Berger offered Chris a chair, which he accepted and took the opportunity to examine his new 'colleagues'. In addition to Jäger and Berger, two men and two women were present. One of the women, Chris estimated her to be thirty, was wearing a white coat, so it was likely she was in forensics. Like Berger, the men wore a chic suit and the second woman a typical suit with a pleated skirt.

"Since Pajak was so kind as to invite Ackermann's secretary, he will also interrogate you. Braun and Schlager take another look at the underground car park. If they find something there, go to forensics with Ms. Kohl and her team immediately. That would be all for now. ", Jäger finished his speech. Chris was amazed. "I don't want to impose myself, but ..." he began and earned a stressed look from Jäger.

"Oh yes, before I forget. This is Mr. Hartmann. He serves as a contact for the office. If he should have any questions, answer them quickly and continue working.", Jäger put it behind him. But Chris didn't let himself be treated like that. He hadn't made up his mind to come here just to hear Jaeger's beautiful voice. "To be honest, I expected to be in the picture first. I think you all have information that I am unfortunately missing.", Chris defended himself. The SOKO staff, especially the women, looked at him. Apparently it seldom happened that someone stood up to the hunter. He crossed his arms and twisted the corners of his mouth.

"We are dealing with a psychopath who murders when he is bored. Do you think we have time to be considerate of you?", Jäger found it difficult to control himself. Now Berger stepped in too. Chris' appearance seemed to have animated him.

"Ben, he can be of great help to the SOKO. At the moment we need every man!", He said. Jäger didn't seem to have expected anything else from Berger.

"As you think, Hannes. Then I'll put him in your care with immediate effect. You will provide him with all the information he needs. Mr. Hartmann, you will stick to Mr. Berger from now on and don't bother any other investigator," he said . Berger hadn't expected that