AUTHOR'S NOTE:Hey the guys! Its Sam here to give you guys chapter two! What case does Chief Vick have in store for her subordinates? Let's find out…
***Psych and it's characters belong to Steve Franks and USA***
Shawn used his foot to stop the door to the Chief's office from completely closing behind the two high ranking detectives as they entered. The fake psychic then proceeded to hold the door open for their two new female partners and swiftly step in front of Gus just to irritate him. Judging by the terse breath that escaped his friends' mouth, he succeeded.
The blonde woman let out a weary sigh "Mr. Spencer-"
"Don't sweat it Chief. We're just saving these two the trouble of having to re-explain the case once they come to us for help." Shawn said with a sh*t eating grin.
"We're not going to need your help Spencer, so don't hold your breath." Lassiter hissed, but then began to ponder "Well actually…go ahead, hold your breath." He ended, crinkling his nose in amusement.
Sam walked over and placed her elbow on Shawn's shoulder to lean against. "Yeah Shawn, I mean, it's not like we've ever helped our superiors over here solve cases before, much less solve cases independently." The ginger said in a snarky manner.
"Always the wise ass, Sam…" Bernadette grunted.
"How am I being a wise ass, Bernie?" Sam asked innocently.
"You are kind of being a wise ass, Sam." Drew admitted.
"Are not!" She defended herself.
"Being a certified wise ass myself, I can honestly say that you are being a wise ass." Shawn confessed as Gus nodded in agreement.
"ENOUGH!"Vic shouted.
"Agreed. Please continue, chief." Lassiter chimed in.
"Thank you detective. Now, as I was saying, we have a missing persons case on our hands and-"She was interrupted.
"A missing person's case? Really chief? Don't you think that's a bit low profile compared to what we've solved in the past couple of months?" Shawn whined.
"Mr. Spencer, for one, this is detective Lassiter and detective Carlyle's case, NOT yours. Secondly, the missing person happens to be Blair Landon." The Chief said sternly.
"Blair Landon? As in the wife of Richard Landon?" Sam queried as her jaw partially dropped.
"Who are Blair and Richard Landon?" Drew asked.
A Shawn and Gus looked over at the confused woman in shock.
"Richard Landon is only the founder of one of the most successful snack food companies in the world!"Gus explained. "Dude rakes in about 98 million dollars a year!"
"Tastino's snack company has the widest, and dare I say the tastiest, variety of munchies in the entire country! I am a rabid Ranch Rabbits fan, myself."
"It's true, he starts foaming at the mouth every time he sees a pack." Gus added.
"You people are aware that there is still a missing person, right?" Vick tried to focus the groups attention back on the problem at hand.
"Sorry chief, please continue." Drew said apologetically.
"Mrs. Landon was last seen two days ago around 3:52pm tending the garden of her Santa Barbra mansion. After reentering her home, she was not seen again. At the moment, we have no leads. Lassiter, you will be working with detective Carlyle since O' Hara is visiting family in Florida for the next few months. Sam and Drew, you will only be utilized if you are needed. That goes for the two of you as well. Any questions?" She ended.
Shawn raised his hand.
"Great, off to work!" Vick said making her way out the door.
