It was another day at work, I guess. The sun was shining brightly through the windows into the main office, the faint sound of birds and dogs letting me relax I bit. Obviously I was pissed off; I always was when Nya did stuff without my permission. Finally she had 'found the one', the man of her dreams, if you will, after being in the same engineering class and tech class.
His name was, Jay, apparently. Jay Walker, to be precise. How convenient that a random boy off her campus, who she was dating, is called that. Of course, I couldn't judge a book by it's cover – I knew better than that – so all I had to do is get along with him. I sighed, regretting flipping out at her this morning and most likely upsetting her very much. I was just stressed, that's all.
"Okay… hmm… so we've got this murder case involving the death of an elderly couple-"
"I'll take it!" I shot my hand up, my voice hitching slightly. Across the room Cole snickered into his coffee cup, leaning over his desk even more. I glanced at him out the corner of my eye and growled teasingly; he was always amused by my enthusiasm. He was clad in his usual snug, brown sweater, which, might I add, contrasted perfectly with the bright shimmer of yellow in his emerald eyes. His cheeks were warmly flushed from his hot morning coffee, his eyes closing slowly as he took another sip.
"Smith, this is a rather sinister case. If I were you I would give this one to one of the higher ups – they have more experience than you." Typical. Ronin chuckled softly, probably finding himself funny or some shit like that.
I glared at him. "C'mon, man. This case seems pretty damn important if you ask me, so I suggest you let me lead it and prove just how good I am. You can't judge someone's skill set just because they aren't as ancient as you." My lips formed into a firm line as I got a few concerned looks from the office team, nodding over at the ginger in self conformation. "You're, like, forty-five."
"And you're, like, being childish." Ronin grumbled to himself as he positioned himself back at the center of the room, his eyes narrowing as he sighed regrettably. "Ugh… fine. Fine." He turned to meet my snarky gaze. "But not on your own. So, um, who's up for it, then?"
"I'll do it." Cole muttered, not looking up from his work log. He licked his lips and looked up at the elder male, before cocking his head to the side like a confused puppy. "Is that okay with you, Sir?"
Ronin nodded firmly; he definitely trusted Cole, more than me. I didn't mind, though. It's fun working with, Cole, anyways– we get up to all sorts of things. "Then it's settled. Bucket… Smithy… there's a little catch, by the way."
Oh great.
"The only witness is the son, Lloyd. He's ten."
"Can we bring him in for questioning? We should get that done soon enough." I asked and began writing notes in my work log as well, watching Cole do the same.
"We've got forensics on the site as we speak, and the kid is with his Uncle."
"Okay, we need to get both of them in, then." Cole spoke up, now in full concentration mode. "And I'm all up for checking CCTV as well…"
"Yep, definitely. Good work, lads, keep this up and the case'll be over in no time. Oh, and Smith?" My superior stared over at me rather intimidatingly. I raised an eyebrow expectantly. "Don't fuck this up."