Last case

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was pouring down like a waterfall, and the thunder was roaring like a lion. The streets were deserted, except for a few cars that sped by, splashing water on the sidewalks. Detective John Smith was on his way to the crime scene, where a mysterious murder had taken place. He had received a call from his partner, Detective Jane Doe, who had arrived earlier and was waiting for him.

"John, where are you? Hurry up, this is urgent. You won't believe what I found here. It's a mess. It's a nightmare. It's the worst thing I've ever seen. You have to see it for yourself. And bring your gun. You might need it." Jane's voice was frantic and shaky on the phone.

"Jane, calm down. What's going on? Who's the victim? What's the cause of death? Do we have any suspects? Any leads?" John asked, trying to get some information.

"I can't tell you over the phone. It's too risky. Someone might be listening. Someone might be watching. Someone might be behind this. Just get here as soon as possible. And be careful. Trust no one." Jane hung up, leaving John more confused and curious than ever.

As he drove through the rain, he wondered who the victim was and what the motive could be. He hoped that Jane had found some clues or witnesses that could help them solve the case. He was eager to crack this one, as it was his last assignment before his retirement. He had been a detective for over 30 years, and he had seen it all. He had solved hundreds of cases, from robberies to kidnappings, from frauds to homicides. He had put countless criminals behind bars, and he had earned the respect and admiration of his peers and superiors. He was a legend in the police department, and he was ready to hang up his badge and enjoy his golden years.

But he had one more case to solve. One more mystery to unravel. One more challenge to overcome. And he was determined to do it. He was not going to let this one slip away. He was not going to retire with a loose end. He was not going to give up.

He reached the address and parked his car. He grabbed his coat and hat and ran towards the entrance of the building. It was an old and rundown apartment complex, with peeling paint and broken windows. He saw a police tape and a sign that said "Do not enter". He ignored it and went inside.

He found Jane in the hallway, next to a door that was slightly ajar. She looked pale and shaken. She saw him and waved him over.

"John, you're here. Thank God. You won't believe what I saw in there. It's horrible. It's the most gruesome murder I've ever seen. You have to see it for yourself." She opened the door and gestured for him to enter.

He followed her into the room, bracing himself for the worst. He expected to see a bloody corpse, a mutilated body, a severed head. He expected to see a scene of horror and violence. He expected to see something that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

But he didn't.

He looked around and gasped. He couldn't believe his eyes. He felt a surge of shock, horror, and disbelief.

The room was filled with balloons, confetti, streamers, and banners. A large cake was on a table, with candles spelling out "Happy Retirement". A group of people, including his boss, his colleagues, his family, and his friends, jumped out from behind the furniture and shouted "Surprise!"

John stood there, speechless. He felt a mix of emotions. He was relieved that there was no murder, but also angry that they had tricked him. He was touched by their gesture, but also embarrassed by his reaction. He was happy to see them, but also sad to leave them.

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John stood there, speechless. He felt a mix of emotions. He was relieved that there was no murder, but also amazed that they had tricked him. He was touched by their gesture, but also amused by his reaction. He was happy to see them, but also sad to leave them.

He didn't know what to say or do. He looked at Jane, who smiled warmly and hugged him.

"John, we did it. We pulled it off. We gave you the best surprise ever. You should have seen your face. It was priceless. We love you, John. We're so proud of you. We're so grateful, we'll s you so much. But we're also happy for you. You deserve this. You deserve a great retirement. You deserve a great life." She said, trying to express her feelings.

John hugged her back, feeling a tear in his eye. He felt grateful and loved by Jane, who he had worked with for over 10 years. He had taught her everything he knew, he had supported her, he had trusted her. And she had learned from him, she had helped him, she had surprised him. She was his partner, his friend, his protégé. He loved her like a daughter.

He turned to his boss, who smiled proudly and shook his hand.

"John, you're a legend. You're a hero. You're a genius. You're the best detective this department has ever seen. You've solved hundreds of cases, you've caught countless criminals, you've saved countless lives. You're a leader for us all. Thank you, John. Thank you for your service. Thank you for your dedication. Thank you for your excellence." He said, trying to honor him.

John shook his hand, feeling a lump in his throat. He felt respected and admired by his boss, who he had followed and respected. He had followed his orders, he had obeyed his rules, he had fulfilled his duties. And he had impressed him, he had pleased him, he had honored him. He was his boss, his mentor, his idol. He respected him like a father.

He looked at the others, who smiled happily and clapped their hands.

"And you, all of you. Thank you. Thank you for being here. Thank you for being part of this. Thank you for being part of my life. Thank you for your support, your friendship, your love. Thank you for everything. You're all amazing. You're all wonderful. You're all special. I'm going to miss you all. But I'm also happy for you all. I hope you all have a great future. I hope you all have a great life." John said, trying to thank them.



He looked at the cake, which looked delicious and tempting.

"And you, you beautiful cake. Thank you. Thank you for being here. Thank you for being so sweet. Thank you for being so yummy. Thank you for being so perfect. Thank you for making me hungry. Thank you for making me happy." John said, feeling hungry and happy.



He walked towards the cake and cut a slice. He took a bite and savored the taste. He felt a smile forming on his face. He realized that it was a wonderful story, after all. He decided to enjoy the moment and join the celebration.

He walked towards the crowd and said:

"Thank you, everyone. This is the best surprise ever. You really got me. You're all amazing. I love you all. I'm going to miss you all. But I'm also happy for myself. I'm ready to retire. I'm ready to relax. I'm ready to live. Let's have some fun. Let's eat some cake. Let's dance. Let's make some noise. Let's make this a night to remember."

He raised his glass and toasted:

"To the best team in the world. To the best friends in the world. To the best story in the world. Cheers!"

The end.m