01-21-2015, 03:45 PM
They were getting close to the first vic's house. As much as he wanted to continue the conversation- a sister with a sword in a cult? That was a story he wanted to hear about- they had a job to do.
"Hold that thought. Remind me to pry shamelessly a bit later."
He pulled up the report on his wallet. "Mrs. Golenko. 25 years of age. Married to her wife for three years. Two kids. Junior employee at one of the brokerage houses."
Yeah, it didn't really add up. He opened the door and went from the nice warm car out into the cold. He looked at her over the top of his car. "Damn it's cold! so many better places to hook up with someone than a freezing park."
Still, you never let your assumptions keep you from doing your job. And they needed to hear the story himself.
Truth be told, though, it was rather interesting to have a human lie detector. "You better switch on your super-senses or whatever."
He smiled as he said it.
They walked to the door and rang the bell. It was the bottom floor of a middle class building. Not bad. She must do pretty well for herself. Her or her wife anyway. The door open and a pretty woman about his age opened the door. She looked tired and her eyes were red-rimmed. "Mrs. Golenko? We're with the CCPD"
He flashed his badge. "We were hoping you could answer some questions for us?"
"Yes?" she said at first, then went on. "This about the park? You mean my wife Helena." She sighed. It wasn't particularly welcoming. "About time you started doing your damn jobs instead of putting her through the ringer." She opened the door and wearily let them in. "She's in here." She led them into a living room where another woman, blonde her in somewhat of a messy ponytail, t-shirt and sweats was sitting in a chair and flipping channels idly. She saw them come in and her face tightened. "Police, Helena." She looked at the Ivan and Alex and then went to sit next to the woman on the couch. The faces they saw were defensive.
"Can we sit down?"
At a nod, they sat. He looked at Alex. She was the shrink. She might get farther than him. He hoped her super-senses picked up on his feeling.
"Hold that thought. Remind me to pry shamelessly a bit later."
He pulled up the report on his wallet. "Mrs. Golenko. 25 years of age. Married to her wife for three years. Two kids. Junior employee at one of the brokerage houses."
Yeah, it didn't really add up. He opened the door and went from the nice warm car out into the cold. He looked at her over the top of his car. "Damn it's cold! so many better places to hook up with someone than a freezing park."
Still, you never let your assumptions keep you from doing your job. And they needed to hear the story himself.
Truth be told, though, it was rather interesting to have a human lie detector. "You better switch on your super-senses or whatever."
He smiled as he said it.
They walked to the door and rang the bell. It was the bottom floor of a middle class building. Not bad. She must do pretty well for herself. Her or her wife anyway. The door open and a pretty woman about his age opened the door. She looked tired and her eyes were red-rimmed. "Mrs. Golenko? We're with the CCPD"
He flashed his badge. "We were hoping you could answer some questions for us?"
"Yes?" she said at first, then went on. "This about the park? You mean my wife Helena." She sighed. It wasn't particularly welcoming. "About time you started doing your damn jobs instead of putting her through the ringer." She opened the door and wearily let them in. "She's in here." She led them into a living room where another woman, blonde her in somewhat of a messy ponytail, t-shirt and sweats was sitting in a chair and flipping channels idly. She saw them come in and her face tightened. "Police, Helena." She looked at the Ivan and Alex and then went to sit next to the woman on the couch. The faces they saw were defensive.
"Can we sit down?"
At a nod, they sat. He looked at Alex. She was the shrink. She might get farther than him. He hoped her super-senses picked up on his feeling.