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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFTXvSiQ4xy
"Rude!"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyavQg7PnRU
"You know the morons can't help it." He chuckles getting the door. "Now come on."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpXgToUi18c
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYaoYgW4Smd
"Hey Flora, Ian's in, right?" he asks.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7U0Gghs21m
"He's waiting in his office for you and Miss Bell." She nods, stapling a stack of papers.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBYG4ywb11w
"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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxgA5cjFcEv
"It's not locked," the police chief calls from inside.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBJggvvnHq
Gregory opens the door and Kendall follows him in.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡanK8OthTuh
"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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvW2kHy0umD
"What did Greg do this time, Chief?" Kendall sighs.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9UWLH8XfgW
Ian laughs, a deep baritone. "For once, not a thing."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQHTQCzA0aW
"Told you so." He smirks, crossing his arms behind his head. "So what do you need, Ian?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa05hmwVXCx
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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvZ49ONKzoQ
"Make up your mind, ol' chap. First you want us to sit, now to walk?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuXMppTVudE
"You want the case or not, Harris?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgNJ69eC2Az
"He wants the case, sir." Kendall sighs, getting up.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFKR0WCzqvd
The chief nods and walks out. "You have heard about the riverside murders?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV0Esb1BAjv
"I've heard of a lot of murders, Ian, you're going to have to narrow that down."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ECMMN2XRb
"The ones coming in from the Thames."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuF681Sqksy
"Ah yes, I have heard a thing or two about that one."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXojfU0AGwU
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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhg8DSkVeo
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnjGsRPisut
Kendall looks towards Gregory. "A fourth this morning? The criminal must be speeding up."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCd16Ybtg92
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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6B4UA7dHmq
"Maybe Daan or Amber will have more details..."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ7DTHThv50
"Probably."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDB3PIMMO8C
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoMI0jBWocA
"DR. DYE?" Gregory shouts. "HELLO?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwF05nI10Kq
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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJAnkj26OB7
"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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHyMrm2Bolu
"The chief said he'd be down here soon, too," Kendall says.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ51xZ6lIJ16
"I'm sure he will be eventually, but let's go ahead and get started, ja?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwHvid2Ld6e
Amber taps his shoulder. "I'll finish up that homicide autopsy while you show them our friends."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM4dpB17tHX
"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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4thhzB8NNT
"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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcXbe5Niafv
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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVrybgmbCN3
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW1tufh6zs3
Gregory looks them over as Kendall pulls out her notepad and pen. "Care to tell us about the victims?"242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKg7IUtYCtY
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4IXqzzVgB
"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."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2EHfjMQe2U
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.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm3MqMwBIQi
"Not yet, Kendall. I might need notes from when McIntosh gets his arse down here."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLwgagm6iSi
"Why do you need me to take notes? You have the better handwriting and always complain you can't read mine," she huffs.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa0QGPXpcn7
Greg smirks with a half nod. "True, but I don't feel like taking them myself."242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxvQoIWz6da
Kendall rolls her eyes and mumbles, "I'm not your secretary," as she takes out the pen once again.242Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSlc7kxyn67
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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