Charles was running after Pierre since he learnt about how he was challenging him. The dective was the best of all London, even of the United Kingdom but Pierre was always escaping him and was taunting him. Charles never saw the face of the criminal consultant until tonight. Since two weeks, Pierre was playing with Charles, making riddles that Charles needed to solve or people would explode. He succeed to the three first riddle but the last one was putting his own assistant called Carlos in danger. Carlos was in front of him with the bomb around him. Charles even had the Usb key with the governemental top secrets files because he was sure that was Pierre's plan all along. To put his hand on the files. The detective saw Pierre entering the swimming pool. Oh. He was the man who played gay at the hospital, leaving his number to the detective. Of course, the criminal consultant would stay next to him to keep an eye on him. How could the detective could have been so stupid ? Damn it. Charles clenched his jaw and studied Pierre. The criminal consultant was wearing a suit and was grinning, apparently proud of his plans. Charles was going to slaughter him. He took his gun and pointed at Pierre. "You." Charles hissed. "Obviously."