ㅤhe finds her presence… odd. not that he's ill accustomed to people swarming around a crime scene, like pestilent flies eager to scope out their next meal, but because she looks so nonchalant about it. so unbothered, dark eyes scanning the immediate area with veiled interest. new as he is to the city, he's vaguely aware of her notoriety in its streets, and been warned on several occasions not to get involved.
ㅤwell, that's not how he operates. a lead is a lead, no matter its source.
ㅤhe'd instructed the officers to sanction off the area, hang tape and cover the body ( which, to him, looks less like a killing and more like an execution ) before sending them scurrying amidst the streets like roaches after crumbs. a quick once - over of the corpse leaves him with more questions than answers.
ㅤ“ you look like you've got some thoughts about all this. ” he affords her a sidelong glance as his hands find their way into his jacket pockets, idly fondling the bottle of caffeine pills within. ㅤ
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