L.A. 5/25/2016 8:30 P.M.
It was late in the evening, as the businessman was coming home to his penthouse apartment. He walked inside and dropped his briefcase in the nearest seat and started to undo his tie.
"Honey? You home?" he called out for his wife, unable to find her in the living room where she was usually watching TV at this hour. He walked through the rooms and heard the shower running.
"Honey, why didn't you answer-" he pulled back the shower curtain only to see his wife laying in the tub, eyes open wide and neck slashed open. He stumbled out of the bathroom and was punched out of nowhere. He turned to see a person in a black outfit, and a white expressionless mask.
"You son of a-" he threw punch after punch, only to be blocked and countered by his assailant. The masked intruder threw blow after powerful blow. Eventually, the man was on his knees, and the intruder pulled out a knife and removed the mask.
"... You? ... But we had a-" the businessman started, before he received a knife jammed through his throat. He gasped for about two seconds, and then fell to the floor, eyes staring off at the ceiling as he quickly bled out.
L.A.P.D. Homicide District 5/25/2016 8:59 P.M.
"Chief, I swear I'm just- ACHOO!" Chloe sneezed into her tissue, and regained her posture. She didn't look really sick. Her nose was a little red, but the rest of her complexion suggested she was perfectly healthy. Nevertheless, both the chief and Lucifer kept their distance from her. Lucifer, adding insult to injury, was actually covering his mouth and nose with his pocket-square.
"Chloe. I'm sorry, but i can't have you working like this on a case. You could easily contaminate the crime scene. Luckily, the new detective transfer from New Orleans is here. I'll be transferring the case to him, and if you want, you can help from home." the chief explained, while keeping her distance.
"Sorry, but I have to help a newbie on a case? How is that fair?" Lucifer groaned, much to Chloe's annoyance.
"He's had six years of experience, and I feel like the two of you might actually get along. He's right outside. Now, you're both dismissed." Chloe stood to leave, only to be stopped by Lucifer.
"Wait until I get out first." he ordered, and dashed out of the room, and walked over to the new detective. He was a medium height, slightly muscled, black haired gentleman with a scruffy looking beard. "So, you're the new guy, huh? Pleasure. Lucifer Morningstar. Your temporary partner." Lucifer shook his hand, and felt something off about him. Something powerful, strange, and angry.
"Nice to meet you. Name's Jim Corrigan. So, should we get going or what?"