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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNf5zl1aCEw
"Rude!"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzTtbalzSu
"You know the morons can't help it." He chuckles getting the door. "Now come on."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡswd7ASZ0p5
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIEk6A1ECDJ
"Hey Flora, Ian's in, right?" he asks.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu69ZePrBjI
"He's waiting in his office for you and Miss Bell." She nods, stapling a stack of papers.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHS9whdOzyc
"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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYfkem0VLBA
"It's not locked," the police chief calls from inside.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡABakkF63xY
Gregory opens the door and Kendall follows him in.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxDxjK4uPmJ
"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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVuGuMXpPL2
"What did Greg do this time, Chief?" Kendall sighs.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3vkTI5jTKa
Ian laughs, a deep baritone. "For once, not a thing."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvgjJDfKHyH
"Told you so." He smirks, crossing his arms behind his head. "So what do you need, Ian?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuwOJfJbO8Q
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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjmERvoF6DE
"Make up your mind, ol' chap. First you want us to sit, now to walk?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7bytRrG0yC
"You want the case or not, Harris?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyArxcKnT7v
"He wants the case, sir." Kendall sighs, getting up.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi38pTRtJMg
The chief nods and walks out. "You have heard about the riverside murders?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTUJQM2ysgc
"I've heard of a lot of murders, Ian, you're going to have to narrow that down."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU74TcUzYMr
"The ones coming in from the Thames."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0jPUqGc2bw
"Ah yes, I have heard a thing or two about that one."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsubFiNJZz
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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8O1gktuRQv
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnWRzGI4nDI
Kendall looks towards Gregory. "A fourth this morning? The criminal must be speeding up."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGzKgGvpCOE
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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6siLsbX3XB
"Maybe Daan or Amber will have more details..."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHF2BPoo6Zq
"Probably."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQUvMzZSqDm
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgsc4F0Hvp
"DR. DYE?" Gregory shouts. "HELLO?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuvtgIVkIN9
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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9uGzdFqqHF
"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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjwewFuVeVn
"The chief said he'd be down here soon, too," Kendall says.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmtgv5pR61R
"I'm sure he will be eventually, but let's go ahead and get started, ja?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUMnuMR2N9f
Amber taps his shoulder. "I'll finish up that homicide autopsy while you show them our friends."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2IhVXJr45
"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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ35gzCyfFLZ
"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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwq4cTScS7I
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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs6bTRk8z7m
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6V69bNdpNF
Gregory looks them over as Kendall pulls out her notepad and pen. "Care to tell us about the victims?"281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbT5WhW8yb4
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDUrJgdsNia
"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."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcDzSK8JuSu
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.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkNDm9F28JI
"Not yet, Kendall. I might need notes from when McIntosh gets his arse down here."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2uhiDTg2hk
"Why do you need me to take notes? You have the better handwriting and always complain you can't read mine," she huffs.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXtULqjUTMw
Greg smirks with a half nod. "True, but I don't feel like taking them myself."281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡER4t2Zvwci
Kendall rolls her eyes and mumbles, "I'm not your secretary," as she takes out the pen once again.281Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp0rYQ3zXAr
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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