A/N: Hey guys, I'm back. Sorry that the other chapter was so short, but I was testing out the story. Anyway, thanks to the people who reviewed. I love the support! :)
So here goes:
Percy POV
"Hello"
"Hello, is this Detective Jackson?"
"Yes," I was a bit confused.
"This is captain Gregson of the NYPD,"
"Oh, yes sir?"
"You are in charge of the case involving the murder of Briana James?"
"Yes , I am working on that case"
"We have a lead, another body"
"It has the same mark?"
"The K is clear as day, you want to see the crime scene?"
"That would be great sir"
"Can you meet me in the station in about ten minutes"
"Yes, of course sir"
After hanging up, I gathered all the files related to the case and left for the station. I was glad that there was more evidence, the trail had started to fade away. I entered the headquarters for the NYPD to see the captain. We had never talked that much just a few brief greetings. I met the captain outside his office and we got into a car to go to the crime scene. I was briefed on the case on the way there.
"Detective Annabeth Chase is working on this case too, she is an excellent detective, you will be working with her"
I have to say I was curious about the detective, Annabeth was a pretty name and it wasn't often that I met a female heading a case.
We pulled up to a house with a small nicely kept lawn, in a posh neighborhood, the place screamed wealth. We walked into the house. A woman who was examining the photos on the wall looked up. I was stunned, she was beautiful. She was tall, slim and had golden curly blond hair with grey eyes that seemed to analyze everything. I was vaguely aware of Gregson introducing us,
"Chase, this is Detective Jackson" I grinned at her.
"He will be working with you on this case."
I held out my hand "Percy Jackson"
She shook my hand, "Annabeth Chase."
"I have a meeting to attend, so I'll leave you now. I'll see you both later" the captain said before swiftly walking out the door.
Annabeth led me to the murder site, " What brings you to this case" she asked as I examined the scene.
"Three days ago Briana James was murdered, in the same way Ashley was. Chloroformed then stabbed. The killer left a mark on the wall" I pointed to the K.
She nodded, "So how far along are you on that case"
I frowned, "Not as far as I like to be, I've been looking into her past to see if there is anything there."
"Well the two crimes are obviously connected, but its interesting that the killer didn't leave any clues behind yet marks the scene with a signature." She stated
"He wants to be known, he wants recognition."
She was about to say something when another man walked into the room.
"Annabeth, I got all the names and contact info for-" he stopped short seeing me.
"Malcolm this is detective Jackson, he is going to assist us in this case, Detective this is Malcolm"
He shook my hand.
"Please call me Percy," I told them. I didn't want to be so formal. Especially with her.
She smiled at me then turned to Malcolm who handed her the files.
" You want to explore the rest of the place?" She asked.
I nodded and we looked around the rest of the house finding nothing of interest.
"Let's head back to the station and look through these names." She offered.
We both got into her car. I was strangely nervous about being with her alone. She had proved herself to be clever and she was undeniably beautiful. We talked a bit about our careers and interests. The more I got to know her, the more I liked her.
We arrived at the station and went into a room to analyze the files, trying to find connections and clues, anything that would give us a lead on what to do next.
About an hour or so later we decided to list out the facts.
"Well, there are no connections between the two murdered woman at all." I stated.
"True, they must mean something to the killer specifiaclly."
"Yes,and look at how similar they were, they were both blonde, tall and sufficiently wealthy."
"Briana James was an aristrocrat, who particpated in a lot of community welfare programs. and Ashley was a young, rich and wild woman who loved to go to parties."
" So they both fit the description, this implies that he might be a serial killer."
We were both silent contemplating that idea when, I decided we need a break.
"Hey, you wanna get some coffee," I asked.
She looked up from the papers, a bit surprised. I was suddenly nervous she would refuse.
Then she smiled warmly and said, "Sure."
A/N: Well how was it? Sorry if it was a bit dull but I need to establish the setting and plot. (There will be fluff in the next chapter) Please review! I would love feedback!
See ya soon! :)
