The police car stops in front of the two large glass doors of the New Scotland Yard. Gregory and Kendall exit the car and the two inspectors drive off nearly immediately. Kendal quickly jumps back with a scowl to avoid being splashed by kicked up mud.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHFHP5zgH0T
"Rude!"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsQdD4aztpv
"You know the morons can't help it." He chuckles getting the door. "Now come on."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJLApkPF5cg
Kendall walks in, barely ducking under his arm. Like usual, the Met was crowded and busy. She follows as Gregory walks up to the receptionist.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbsDmyTJfyo
"Hey Flora, Ian's in, right?" he asks.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq74TkB5voh
"He's waiting in his office for you and Miss Bell." She nods, stapling a stack of papers.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgb9Egxof2v
"Alright, thanks." He nods, tapping the counter as he steps away. Kendall walks quickly to keep up. They turn and walk down a long hallway of offices before Greg stops and knocks on one.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXi7W9fGMmF
"It's not locked," the police chief calls from inside.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTsNFfEyBBi
Gregory opens the door and Kendall follows him in.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYkKPZ6bdhj
"Go ahead and take a seat. This isn't going to be one of those talk and run conversations," he says, turning from his computer.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡktcWFbDK9w
"What did Greg do this time, Chief?" Kendall sighs.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvlCnApZJtF
Ian laughs, a deep baritone. "For once, not a thing."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0fysKpJRYz
"Told you so." He smirks, crossing his arms behind his head. "So what do you need, Ian?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8qVN93GKFW
Ian glances at his computer monitor before he stands from his desk. He is a sturdy, burly shaped man with short salt and pepper black hair. Tall, but still not as tall as Gregory. He gets the door. "I have a case for you, however let's walk and talk."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIYLdP4HJ4D
"Make up your mind, ol' chap. First you want us to sit, now to walk?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRtSbDNzpIh
"You want the case or not, Harris?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ64x1YeRIvP
"He wants the case, sir." Kendall sighs, getting up.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyGmww8FHMw
The chief nods and walks out. "You have heard about the riverside murders?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeyMIqPVE6b
"I've heard of a lot of murders, Ian, you're going to have to narrow that down."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJg9VftaDv
"The ones coming in from the Thames."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPJNL40ZIbY
"Ah yes, I have heard a thing or two about that one."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2hD8byyLd1
Ian nods, and stands in front of the lift. "Fourth body was found early this morning right after the papers about the third went out." He pushes button. "I'll let the Dyes explain the way they were murdered. I'll meet you down there shortly, I need to find someone else first."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc63I5ikIxR
The lift opens with a ding and Kendall and Gregory step on. "We'll see you then, Ian." The door closes as the police chief walks away.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNSUZh7MNh
Kendall looks towards Gregory. "A fourth this morning? The criminal must be speeding up."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH3E3SdNpkX
Greg nods slowly, looking at the lift door in thought. "I'm sure there is a further connection besides they each being dumped in the river. Setting only tells a part of the story, Kendall. But wherever they're being killed, it must be near the Thames."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEbhk86gQC5
"Maybe Daan or Amber will have more details..."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLXJViW3xbe
"Probably."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM29XOJFXWv
The lift opens with a ding and the two are met by a wall of blaring Eurodance music. Kendall covers her ears against the loudness as they step into the morgue.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcaCezM6Zgj
"DR. DYE?" Gregory shouts. "HELLO?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaUsBIbzio6
The music stops abruptly and the two doctors look sheepishly around the corner. "Ah! Mr. Harris and Ms. Bell, McIntosh sent you down, ja?" Dr. Amber Dye chuckles. She's a slender woman with long blonde hair held back with an orange bow as bright as her personality and bright blue eyes. "You'll have to excuse the music, Daan's singing could raise the dead, you have to blare it to drown him out."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlEBgBR5NmQ
"Hoi!" Dr. Daan Dye frowns. He's also slender built with short blond hair with dark rimmed glasses framing his blue eyes. "I wouldn't say it would be too bad if it were though." He then grins.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ13RLa5XcZ4
"The chief said he'd be down here soon, too," Kendall says.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCiVvjs4vuN
"I'm sure he will be eventually, but let's go ahead and get started, ja?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYUa77vPsQF
Amber taps his shoulder. "I'll finish up that homicide autopsy while you show them our friends."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJRFlxlD6zk
"Still think it's going to turn out as a suicide, Amber, but you do that. I enjoy my steak cooked medium when you see I'm right."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg2zu0bbpyY
"And I want lobster when you see that I am right after all. Now shoo! Show them the bodies, Liefje!" Amber swats at him before walking back to the other end of the room.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLySRf8MJwu
Daan rolls his eyes before walking over to the wall of drawers. He unhooks a clipboard from the first drawer handle and flips back a few pages on it. "Okay let's see....Four." He pulls out that slab and moves to the next. "Six....seven....and ten."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzOhG8BFdL
On the metals slabs there are three men and one woman. Just looking at the surface, there is nothing very similar about the four to each other. One man is broad and fat and old, another is a black man of average height and build. The third man has a deep tan but bright red hair and freckles. The woman herself has a buzz cut and a long flower tattoo along her neck and arm.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXXklQ4ooiU
Gregory looks them over as Kendall pulls out her notepad and pen. "Care to tell us about the victims?"229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhx8CUpg2al
Daan pushes his glasses up. "They each were fairly simple murders." He gestures to the old man. "Theodore Harrelson, age sixty-eight. His throat was slit as you can see here." He points to it with a gloved hand. "And there's evidence that he was smothered while he was bleeding out." He moves to the black man. "Fletcher Vance, age thirty-three. His blood showed signs of being heavily intoxicated at the time of death, but there were also high traces of arsenic.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD6K3M7v8Om
"Victim three, Karl Moore, age twenty-one and an American. He also had his throat slit and another stab wound on his abdomen. Lastly, Janice Laurel, age forty. Blunt force trauma to her skull. The kind of imprint it left could have either been a club or perhaps the leg of a chair. She was this morning's new victim."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6FtuasGggz
Kendall nods as she takes notes. "Alright then, I'll grab Rufford and see if we can find out some more on their backgrounds." She clicks the pen closed and starts to walk away, but Gregory grabs her shoulder before she gets far.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx3Sfcq8Lz3
"Not yet, Kendall. I might need notes from when McIntosh gets his arse down here."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2QTl9GalEZ
"Why do you need me to take notes? You have the better handwriting and always complain you can't read mine," she huffs.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡekiTgeFsZR
Greg smirks with a half nod. "True, but I don't feel like taking them myself."229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvlBAb58znt
Kendall rolls her eyes and mumbles, "I'm not your secretary," as she takes out the pen once again.229Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrr9glCmX7f
Daan clears his throat, gesturing towards the other side of the room. "Feel free to wait for the chief anywhere you want. I'm going to see how Amber's autopsy is proceeding." He then walks away.
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