Days, Months, Years.
Late Nights. (Days)
Judys' head was lying down on her table, half asleep but still fiddling with papers, her ears hanging heavy over the table, letting out a heavy sigh.
"Need a pick-me-up?" Nick grinned as he offered a cup of coffee, sitting it down in front of her eyes.
She reached for the paper cup, rubbing her eyes as her ears went up. "You're a saint." She smiled.
"I know." Nick kicked back in his own chair, their tables were right across from each other, put up against one another. Most of the light in the large office room was shut off except a lamp hanging over them, drowning the rest of the room in shadow. They were probably the only ones left in the building at this point. The clock on Nicks' table ticked slowly as he sipped his coffee, it was about 1 in the morning at this point.
"So, lets' go over this again," Nick said muffled by his cup.
"I'm not sure how many times we can go over it, we're still not any closer to finding this guy." Judy leaned back in her chair defeated.
Getting out of his chair Nick wandered to their small whiteboard they had set up next to their tables. "We've got 2 suspects whos' stories don't hold any water. Like Townsend here." Nick pointed to the picture of a tiger in a janitors jumpsuit. "Townsend is hired by the city to take care of multiple buildings, just so happens many of those building have experienced one if not more of these violent break-ins." Nick turned back to Judy.
Judy shrugged. "I see what you mean there slick, but that's not going to hold up in court, we've already looked at this guy." She sat down her coffee, her brain clearly thinking about Nicks' proposal.
"Yeah, we might've looked at these two under two different microscopes. But what if they fit under the same?" Nick inquired, leaning now against Judys' table, looking slightly confident.
"You're saying Townsend and Matrol are in on this together?" Judy scratched her chin. "Taking turns to break in the different apartments? That would explain why any one of these attacks doesn't look similar." Slowly getting up. "Okay slick, what's the connection?"
Nick smirked as Judy got out of her chair. "Townsend has multiple calls to what appears to be a burner phone, these calls happened all within hours of interrogating both of them. Just yesterday Townsend phoned the same number multiple times." Nick shrugged slightly. "Now that is possibly the weakest evidence-" Nick what cut off by his phone going off, pulling it out of his breast pocket Nick grinned from ear to ear.
"What? What is it?" Judy asked, her nose twitching slightly.
Nick turned the phone towards his partner, it was a photo of Townsend and Matrol meeting at a café not far from the station.
"This does help a lot.. But it's not exactly a smoking gun." Judy raised an eyebrow, studying in picture closer. "I mean it's definitely them. So perhaps it is enough reason to get a closer look at these two." Judy looked up to see Nick nodding in agreement.
"You're right but-" Nick was interrupted by Judy yawning slowly, covering her mouth and offering a half-hearted apology. "-But, I'm sure these two master criminals can wait one more day, you'd look pretty stupid falling asleep while cuffing one of them."
Judy smiled warmly. "Good call, bunnies aren't nocturnal as you know." She rubbed her eyes again. "Plus… I don't like coffee." She laughed before grabbing her coat off her chair.
Nick followed his partner out the door. "I thought bunnies only functioned on coffee, with all the jumping, and talking fast, and jumping." Nick swung his coat over his shoulder.
"It's all in the carrots." Judy laughed, turning off the last light in the room, shutting the door behind her. The office room drowned itself in darkness as Judy and Nicks' laugh echoed in the empty halls of precinct 1.
