Pt. 2
Nico looked down at the scene, automatically cataloging the blood, the body parts and the police presence. He wasn't sure why the gate had opened in this park, right in the middle of some sort of criminal investigation but he had a feeling it had something to do with the missing teens. His eyes were drawn to a group of men on the edge of the scene, the uniformed officer who had hailed him just moments ago and two others. Even from this distance he could see that one of them bore a striking to himself. "Well, isn't that interesting" he thought to himself. "Wonder if dear old dad visited here after "mommy dearest" tried to kill me?" He saw that the men were starting to come up the hill towards him. "Time to find myself a place to hide."
"Hey, you!" Hank called out as the stranger turned and started away. Nick's double didn't stop, walking up to a large motorcycle parked on the edge of the park. He jumped on it and roared away before Nick or his partner could catch up.
"You saw that, right?" Nick said, making note of the bikes Canadian plate. "He looked just like me!"
Hank watched the bike disappear. "Do you have a brother or cousin in Canada?"
"Not that I know of." Nick looked back at the crime scene. "My parents never talked about having any family in Canada but I don't really know much about my mother's side of the family."
Wu walked up, looking at Nick curiously. "That was different. Coroner is here for the body and we're still interviewing possible witnesses. Maybe we'll get lucky but I'm not holding my breath. This park is not in the best of neighborhoods."
Hank and Nick watched as the body parts were collected and put in the Coroner's wagon, then started back to the station, discussing the case and whether a Wesson might be involved. Lately it seemed like every case had some Wesson connection. Nick was getting better at figuring out what the Wesson might be – or getting Monroe and Rosalie to figure it out for him. Not that it meant that this case was related to Wesson's. It might actually be just some drug-addled nut case who had lost his mind and went after some poor tourist unlucky enough to run into him. But what were the odds?