Sean had to laugh at his daughter, as Jemma raced outside. Jemma had been selected by the mayor of Amity island to get the Hiwatari high school tourist settled in. The blue-haired girl would have objected, but Sean agreed on her behalf. Stuck with a job she hated, Jemma made sure her father knew about it.
However, Sean knew Jemma didn't mean any of it.
As the Chief of police (A title he was proud of) searched through the post, the while cordless telephone rang. Sean picked it up and cradled it between his cheek and shoulder.
"Hello Chief Scott speaking...Hiro, what's up?...Very funny Hiro, I'm being serious...Really?" Sean paused. "Who?...Okay, I got ya. I'll met you both in 20 minutes. Okay, see you then." Sean hung up and dropped the post on the glass coffee table.
"First one of the goddam summer."
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The drive from Sean's house to the beach wasn't long. Sean scanned a large billboard that looming overhead. The picture was off a pretty girl swimming on a buggy-board on one of Amity's sunny days. Amity welcomes you was splashed across in big black letters.
It didn't take long for Sean to find Tyson. The lone teenager stood at the edge of the beach car-park, wincing from a headache. It was clear he was slightly hung over. One hundred yards down wind Tyson's older brother Hiro Granger was searching the beach.
When Sean got out of his car, he jogged over to Tyson. "Tyson right?" Sean inquried, shaking hands with the teenager. Tyson nodded his head.
"Yeah, Hiro's brother." he replied. Sean took his appearance in. In truth Tyson did look like a younger verison of Hiro, but Tyson was more goofy then his brother. Sean pushed it to the back of his mind.
"So what was the girl's name?" Sean asked, as the two made their way down to Hiro. The sound of crashing waves got louder.
"Hillary Tachibana." Came the short reply. Hiro began to pull seaweed away from something quickly. The wind was picking up.
"You know her?" Sean asked. The name rang some bells but Sean didn't know everyone on the island. Tyson shrugged a little.
"She was one of the best swimmer's here. There's noway she could have drowned." he muttered. Hiro stumbled back from whatever he found.
Sean frowned a little. "No-one saw her go into the water?" he questioned again. Tyson struggled to recall if anyone else was there. In the end he shrugged once more.
"Someone could have...I was so drunk." Tyson admitted sheepishly. Suddenly a shrill whistle caught their attention. In the distance, Hiro was waving at them before hitting the sand. Sean and Tyson jogged up to him, wondering what had gotten him so worked up.
When they reached Hiro, Sean stopped Tyson from going any further. Sean took a few steps while Hiro shook his head. What met Sean made his stomach churn.
An arm stuck out amoungst some sea-weed, complete with a torso and some other remains. Horseshoe crabs topple over the remains. Sean cursed to himself.
It was going to be a long week.
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"What do you mean they're not on any list?"
Jemma crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at one of the elderly hotel owners. Mrs Gardener was one of the many residents of Amity, who reguarded Jemma as an outsider. Both the elderly woman and the teenager could not see eye to eye over anything, and this small problem was causing a greater strain on what little relationship they had.
Mrs Gardener pursed her lips, her moon rimmed glasses hanging off the edge of her beak like nose. "Those three are not on any list. The hotels are booked full with the other students." the elderly woman replied. Jemma snorted.
"No excuse. So where are they ment to stay?" she questioned. Jemma knew she couldn't just leave the three russians who stuck out clearly amoungst the other students. Mrs Gardener shrugged.
"Not our problem. You'll have to sort it out." she replied and left Jemma to deal with the problem. Jemma gritted her teeth, trying to remain calm. It wasn't working too well.
"Old battleaxe." Jemma spat before spinning round to face the teens. "Looks like you're stuck with me." she muttered. Faith stared at her, somewhat confused.
"You mean we're staying at your house?" she questioned, as Jemma grabbed some of their luggage. The blue haired girl nodded her head.
"Yeah. No-one on this god-forsaken island is gonna take you in on such short notice. Besides my dad's not gonna mind much. He's gonna be too busy with every other tourist when they come." Jemma replied, leading them back to her house. Kai raised an eyebrow.
"Where are we going to sleep?" Tala asked, shifting the weight of his bag on his shoulder. Jemma fumbled for her keys.
"There's a guest room with two beds. The boys can sleep in there. My bedroom had a second bed, Faith can bunk up with me." Jemma explained. Faith smiled at the idea.
"Thanks for all of this." she stated. Jemma shrugged.
"Not like I had much of a choice to begin with."
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In the waiting room of Sean's office both Hiro and Tyson were quiet. The brother's were nursing a glass of Alka-Seltzer each. The water fizzed and bubbled, as Sean walked in. Behind him was his young secretary, Julia Fernandez.
Once in his office, Sean began to look for the right forms, before glancing over to Julia. "Julia, if this is going to work, you've got to keep the currant stuff out here, and put closed files in there. The pendings stay on my desk, okay?" he instructed. Julia nodded her head, Sean smiled. He slipped behind his typewriter, putting paper in the machine. Sean works quick and fast, touching-typing and checking through his notes. One ear began to listen to Julia.
"Right sir, this is in no order of importance. There's a meeting on the Amity Town Council this Monday night. The Fire Inspector wants to go over the fireworks display with you before he catchs the two o'clock ferry." Julia paused, flitching through some notes.
"Mainly there's a lot of complaints on that new Karate school. The children have been karate-chopping the picket fences." Julia paused, when the phone rang. She quickly answered it before handing it to Sean. "It's the Coroner." she whispered.
Sean listened carefully, the phone cradled between his cheek and shoulder while he typed. Sean rolled the paper to a new section and waited. His face went white as he heard the news before typing it out.
Cause of Death:
Shark attack