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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcHUdBYJfpr
"Rude!"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0GYIBPAIdT
"You know the morons can't help it." He chuckles getting the door. "Now come on."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSJpc8M64jI
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8RUXKJLn1b
"Hey Flora, Ian's in, right?" he asks.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKwwSogW7v6
"He's waiting in his office for you and Miss Bell." She nods, stapling a stack of papers.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEpmcxkJXQ7
"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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVq98fcABEU
"It's not locked," the police chief calls from inside.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9FSmY55oDb
Gregory opens the door and Kendall follows him in.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqZOoV3m5NG
"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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5SfKw3O0a2
"What did Greg do this time, Chief?" Kendall sighs.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKM2T801BWk
Ian laughs, a deep baritone. "For once, not a thing."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ62XWZxdFfH
"Told you so." He smirks, crossing his arms behind his head. "So what do you need, Ian?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGvTl8hvzJc
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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcdlC8dKx7e
"Make up your mind, ol' chap. First you want us to sit, now to walk?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ65T8Ojil7r
"You want the case or not, Harris?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpyJoS4dhl0
"He wants the case, sir." Kendall sighs, getting up.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ23CWJVYBtD
The chief nods and walks out. "You have heard about the riverside murders?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9wDUxV0Hgw
"I've heard of a lot of murders, Ian, you're going to have to narrow that down."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJKvvFTWZlc
"The ones coming in from the Thames."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyWn9jnKXfO
"Ah yes, I have heard a thing or two about that one."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWCtLPuMzt1
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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOLN0CkszmQ
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAgKcqrfV0A
Kendall looks towards Gregory. "A fourth this morning? The criminal must be speeding up."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡniiLle2oz4
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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNtvXwg56ME
"Maybe Daan or Amber will have more details..."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEfyRuDfTdd
"Probably."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBHsrR6Dft7
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBvNCqIME0f
"DR. DYE?" Gregory shouts. "HELLO?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ7SyJ9W10b
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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7EKxM5dO0E
"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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgCiCdyH9xZ
"The chief said he'd be down here soon, too," Kendall says.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDyqvwPv9PQ
"I'm sure he will be eventually, but let's go ahead and get started, ja?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLYknbJr4GX
Amber taps his shoulder. "I'll finish up that homicide autopsy while you show them our friends."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7EEfMbX1tI
"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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡboDRgfI4So
"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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNOPJe9Viys
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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5aQlWcgwo
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqxfQ3VwS9C
Gregory looks them over as Kendall pulls out her notepad and pen. "Care to tell us about the victims?"318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgevsRwgU44
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl8bO1QpgHB
"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."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH5W54w2KL5
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.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvczYinwGWs
"Not yet, Kendall. I might need notes from when McIntosh gets his arse down here."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfmXeAYiAbf
"Why do you need me to take notes? You have the better handwriting and always complain you can't read mine," she huffs.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeRQkEEWNHe
Greg smirks with a half nod. "True, but I don't feel like taking them myself."318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDtuPsqs2q7
Kendall rolls her eyes and mumbles, "I'm not your secretary," as she takes out the pen once again.318Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIOu4da5jMi
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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