“No. it’s because there is something you’re not looking at. Something you’re arguably ignoring.” Jessica imposed. “And what could that be?” inquired Victor curiously. “How would I even know about it? I haven’t set an eye on the case.” White answered.
“I would love to see you here very early tomorrow morning. So I can introduce you to the rest of the team. And also see the efficiency on this case.” Order Victor.
“Is it alright if I took the file with me? For the night. It definitely would give me the idea about what I will be introduced to tomorrow. And maybe I would find out something.” Jessica proposed having Victor agree to her inquires. Dannie and Charlotte were looking rather disgusted with the respect Victor was giving Jessica.
Dannie had to see himself from under his table choosing a red file from the many then handing it to Victor who looked through it first like he didn’t trust Dannie’s presentation then handed it to Jessica.
She gave th
Early the next morning, Jessica arrived the station looking very stung and threatening to charlotte and Dannie. He has spent his entire night reasonable as she had explained to them and within her few minutes of holding the file, she already had a led to present to her new boss. She arrived the station a little late than usual which actually made her very proud. On the inside were most of the detectives at their table eying her entrance? It was definite that Charlotte and Dannie had done a great job that very morning. Jessica arrived the two dashing them the file at the table then walking up to Victor’s office. Victor though reading the day’s paper that had detailed another murder of five men who were found dead and displaced the night before. The heading read; THE BUTCHER BACK AT WORK. “You’re late.” He muttered eying her through the paper top. “For a good course if I may say.” She answered in a serious tone. “Good morning director. It better as yet
Previously; the night Jessica arrived. At the apartment that late evening after she had had a chat with Mickey, Jessica decided to dive herself into the courses of the butcher case that as defined to her, they were unrealistic. She opened the first and at the front page where the supposed victims who were more of reason to count if ever life mattered to someone. At the very next page where a couples of pictures containing the killer’s notes that where mainly describing acts of justices. The first image had been written with blood in the midst of the dead four people and clearly read. WE SHALL SERVE THEM WITH BLOOD JUST AS THEY DO. The next image was vividly containing the back of the dead guy’s wrist cut out with a word justice. Jessica had not the wits to continue looking through the pics. She walked her eyes out of the papers to the written statements from witnessed who had talked about having been around the crime scene. On
“Thank you son. Sometimes I turn to you when I’ve made your brother hungry and it’s wrong. I always need to turn to the both of you. You guide me better than I will ever guide you.” “Talking about guiding. Mickey’s drug had already arrived the most clinic and hospitals here in the states. I’ve heard people talk about them.” “He is definitely getting back at me. I begged him to not let that thing out. We haven’t seen the effect of it yet. We can’t give it to people.” Jessica argued. “But he is positive about putting it out there. It mustn’t be harmful. You know your son mom.” “I guess I don’t know him no more Alex. He doesn’t let me in anymore and it hurts so much.” “He will get there slowly but right now, he is focused on your health. He thinks he might lose you to the fact you’re not you no more and when I told him about your new appearance, he got scared.” “I need to rest right now son. I will see you tomorrow as planned but before t
Bought out with Jessica’s theory that was very much making sense than what they expected, She was with diversity becoming the leading detective on the case.After they had clearly analyzed the crime scene careful and picking more clues than they expected, Jessica was then called in to be shown at the forensic laboratory which at the time was under the supervision of an average aged male doctor who went by the names of Diego Salvatierra.He was a very charming gentleman, dark skinned because of her Latino nationality but her English accent was more British. His dark brown eyes always flirted never the less how the mood was running around the station and more so calling every lady darling and every man pal.Jessica was shown up the laboratory by Dannie who looked very excited on duty than he was the first day they both met. At the time, Diego was running some tastes on one of the corpses that had been brought in by the paramedics and as soon as he heard to door knob twist, he
“Has he always been like that? So curious. So manipulative?” inquired Jessica from Monic. “Yeah. The doctor. He has always been that curious. He sees what the rest of the detectives don’t. He is kind of like a consultant.” Answered Monic who was looked excited and thrilled. “Oh… that’s right. I have to be somewhere in an hour from now and still need to talk to the director. Thank you Monic. It’s such a nice gesture talking to you. You’re amazing. Let’s get to it later on.” Jessica walked up from her desk heading up passed Alexandra and Dannie who with no doubt where gossiping about her to Victor’s office and inside she led. “I guess I’m getting to know much about you before I even focus on looking up on you. You should learn knocking door. That behavior is irritation. “Thank God you notice. I trying to beat up that behavior but sometimes when I have something to talk about, I tend to not want the waiting and being asked who that is. So.
THE MEMORY “Listen up guys. We head out now, we come back all.” Arizona addressed her team just as Jessica had inquired her to do. Jessica though was seated at the back of the track right next to Dr. Jones who was still analyzing what was in his box. “If anything doesn’t as planned, I want you to stop. Okay?” Jessica addressed his point to Jones who was still caught up in his thoughts. “Yes. But they all have to end up in one place. The portion is limited and can get easily contaminated if opened multiple times. The bosses agree that this should be done in the full number. I want to ask you something general.” Dashed Jones fixing the two different portions in his bag. “What is that you want to ask?” “About your family. Have you knowing both your parents as you grew up?” “If you say two. Then yes. I’ve grew with both my parents. No father though. He died.” “Are you sure about that?” Jones turned a curious eyes.
“I can only keep my lawyer in company. The rest can live if that is comfortable for you.” “That defines comfort. Thank you. And just as you would never mind. This is my lawyer.” Jessica pointed at him as he still looked rather busy with his work. “He will be staying.” The lady boss bid the other two gentlemen outside living herself in company of an averagely old handsome fellow. She then asked for a file from the brief case the gentleman carried with him. “My reason was to keep the name and just change the interior.” Jessica continued. “The bar name, of course. Why not. T has made its own name and I don’t think changing its status wound be of any advantage to you. “Lady J muttered. “It’s not only the bar name lady. I’m taking the title of your name as well. Lady J. Will definitely change a few details of it but I don’t want any confusion of it.” “That’s called impersonation Ms. I wouldn’t want to do that to myself.” Lady J
Early the next morning, Jessica woke up just were she had fallen the previous evening. Her son Alex was seating at the couch still sleeping. She stood up and walked up to him. Passed her hands upon his hair having him wake. "Good morning darling?" She greeted having her smirk timidly. ", Good morning mother. Didn't think you would wake up. You had us both scared." He answered with a smirk. "You and?" She questioned. "Mickey. He was here but he left last night after he had seen that we were okay." "Do tell me he was the disguised lawyer Alex. My boy was seated right infront of me and I didn't even bother to start a conversation with him." "That's what he wanted. You don't have to blame yourself. I couldn't recognise him too in the first place you know." "I'm a horrible mother. And not only that. I don't make better choices for myself as well. It kills me so much. I really sorry." Ale