The next morning, Adrian agreed with her colleagues about checking the alibi of the husband of the victim, and now she was going on some working questions to the court, to the hospital, and then immediately decided to go to her partners. Throwing a jacket over her white blouse and jacket, the woman hastily changed from slippers to ballet shoes in ankle boots with high heels and hurriedly left the house. It's good that she had her own car, otherwise she would have spent much more time.
In court, Harris did not last very long, because she only had a couple of working questions that were easily resolved, and family ties helped. But in the hospital she had to wait, despite the fact that Sarah arranged everything. But Adrian did not have a single extra minute. They waited for her and for a long time the whole phone was cut off. It was for this reason that Sarah turned off the sound. To talk on the phone with so many people she did not, so she consulted and learned the details only by SMS-messages. One pleased. It seems that the case, which they have opened so long, will finally be closed today, and it's really worth noting. This many detectives cost health, and Teri Clark even suffered a serious injury. Nervously tapping his heel against the tiled floor, Mrs. Harris watched the display of the phone every now and then to control the time. Almost two hours have passed. Really it is impossible somehow faster? Her criminals in the interrogation split faster than this turn. And leaving was uncomfortable, because Sarah negotiated. But when the next SMS came, the woman realized that her leg is not so worried. She gave her place in line to the young girl, gave her a smile and, clinking her heels, left these scenes.
Harris rarely dispersed her car to such a speed, but now found it necessary as never before.
The meeting place was Mr. Clark's house. When Adrian found her colleagues, she was quite surprised. John Terry and Frank were standing near the garbage dump where Mora was digging.
- Search, come on! John grinned, grinning.
"You know what, if I find a corpse here, then I'll go home."
"Well, do not be angry, we need to find an address, okay?" It is very important.
The man remained standing with Teri, and Frank Tyler approached her, immediately starting to dedicate it to the course of the matter in more detail.
- I went around all the tenants of the upper floors, and no one saw or heard anything.
"Well, then she was not killed here." Someone had to see or hear something.
Calmly, Harris said, hiding her hands in her pockets.
"But here's the perfect place to hide the corpse." No cameras, no windows are all planned well. And clever. We need to check his alibi, and then again with him to talk. Okay, here we are finished, let's go.
- Stop-stop-stop! Wait a minute, but what does it mean "here we are finished?" Why did I rummage in this container among the garbage? Anyone can explain this to me?
- Really. And why did you do all this, Mora? I'm also very interested. Harris grinned.
"Clark said you asked me to do this!"
Laughing and covering her mouth with her hand, the woman hurried off to leave.
"I thought it would be funny!"
Also chuckling, the woman hurried after her colleagues. Well, that was her nature. She sincerely hoped that Mora would not long be angry with her.
The woman's leg for a long time ached, and she already regretted that today went to work. It is possible that immediately after the interrogation, she would go to the boss and ask for time off to recharge.
The holidays are still very far away, and she still needed, because something still has not been solved. The man was not against only one condition, if anyone submenu.
But who? Shift change no one. Harris decided to deal with it later, and now she was headed in the box, which has long been waiting for her Mr. Clark, clearly not understanding why he was summoned here, and the team of detectives, in turn, clearly understood that the meeting with this man today is not the last. In any case, he had to tell how "fast" moves the investigation. Together with Sarah in the interrogation room came John. Just in case. Who knows what to expect from this man, and the well-being of women. Sarah was staggered.
Container where you dumped your wife is on the other end of the city. And the message sent to your phone sent from the same area.
And that's all you know? Not a lot. She was having an affair. I didn't think it's so important detail to tell us about it when we met for the first time. Now that she's gone, I don't want to think about such things.
Okay, just tell me the name of the person with whom she was having an affair.
Harris threw one leg over the other, so it was more convenient to sit to make notes in a notebook.
- Matthew...Matthew Worth.
You know where he lives? Maybe you know where he works?
In the business centre. I'll text you the address. Listen, if you need to search my house or office, then just say so.
- You heard that? Sarah glanced quickly in my partner. - Go to the address that you will say. Thank you, for today is all. And you know what, in such a case as this, the victim needs to know everything, so guys will take advantage of your offer.
After interviewing Sarah went home, and Maura and John started to check the alibi of Mr. Clark. It's so weird, but they still do not know the murder scene. Usually it turns out in a matter of minutes, and then...
Another plus the fact that Sarah lives alone – she can enjoy the solitude and silence not only for personal but also for business purposes. Anyway, she's a workaholic, and any time off ends up reading. Reading new cases.
If the situation has not worsened, because she still does not sit out on sick leave. But if her car is taken away the daughter, it will jump to land on one foot. Still will wear heels. Now Harris changed into more comfortable home clothes, made herself some strong coffee and moved into the living room, creating a perfect working atmosphere. And to work in such silence is a pleasure. Placing his pack of cigarettes and a lighter next to the mug, the woman was wrapped in a warm blanket, put his feet up on the coffee table, making a small SIP from the mug and took up the study is not considered documentation. Sarah had no idea that she had accumulated so much.
"We need to carry it all to the station" - he noted for the woman is not aloud, turning the page.
In the same situation, Mrs. Harris spent about three hours. Coffee has long been empty, and the woman's eyes stuck together from tiredness. Quite without realizing it, Sarah fell asleep, not letting go of the folder and removing his glasses, in black frames.
Soon the trill of the phone woke the woman and she slowly opened her eyes, trying to understand, where is the signal. The phone rang in the room, she had to rise to answer the call.
- What are ringing, my friend? There was some kind of information? M, was arrested this jerk. Great, so the matter can be considered closed, and give strength to the murder of Sidney Clark. Yes, of course, note. Come!
When finished with the job, Jane Smith came down to colleagues, so were also going to go to Sarah's house, but nobody was in a hurry to move. Then she sat down in the Desk chair Harris and spun it a few times. Teri was finishing the report, saying that she needed five more minutes, but Maura was already putting on makeup.
- Well, you long have to wait? Clark, your five minutes are long gone. How do you not ashamed? Gear up.
Snorted the woman, looking for double photo frame in which was inserted a photo with Tara, and another photo was shared. With a new year corporate party. It was a good time. It was a good company, it is a pity that now many who are in this picture, is no more. Definitely not in this Department. Many have received the translation and are now in another place, and someone even started a simple civilian life, leaving a high post.
When the detectives finished with their work and had left their jobs as a husky male voice men, marching towards them in the company of a man or slightly older than Maura. That is, he was not more than forty. Thirty-five, maybe. He was holding a box of medium size. It was with this once came here for Adrian Harris.
- Everyone stay in their seats, I did not let go! I need someone to submit. By the way, very good that you're here, Jane. The rest, I hope everything is in place?
Harris went day! - scratched his head, blurted out John. – In our Department finally new? Glory to the egg, finally, you bitches can find justice, you really let himself go!
- Robert Balboa!
Had the man, glancing at his colleagues.
But I'd rather you just called me rocky. I'm not used to the full name and abandoned it long ago.
- John Wilson.
Responsively had the detective.
- The eternally dissatisfied – Jane Smith – forensic scientist, the best pathologist in Boston. This short – Maura Watson. A great specialist with a great hook. Well, this is Teri Clark. If she'll come to work with a bruise, don't be surprised, it's well deserved. Less at will.
- And now will dedicate his new partner up to speed. The working day is still not over. And Harris tell that her time off is canceled, she's needed here. Tomorrow.
- Thank God I'm not a detective! All the while! – with these words the woman hurried out, sending Adrian a TEXT, warning that she can't come for personal reasons.
Such bases Harris obviously did not expect, and arrived to work the next day around noon, she slammed open the door leading into the division, quickly rising in the Elevator to your floor.
- Good morning, detective Harris. Late no good. Without you the person interrogated.
- Burn in hell, creature! – hissed the woman, heading to his working place, trying not to limp. – Was it difficult to warn that you are coming so I wasn't expecting anyone like an idiot. And why do I know that I need some damn report from the boss, not from you? It was impossible to call!? Jane, you could not FREE to add a few words? That's right. Go, go upstairs to your room.
- I understand that Adrian Harris is that you? I confess, I pictured you a little differently. Somehow older or something. Sam asked me to come over to him as soon as you appear in the workplace. Most likely, you want to remove from the case that you are doing, and hands it to me.
The man smiled, hurriedly leaving of colleagues, having decided to go and have a coffee.
Gimme fifty, Maura, I'm told that Harris did not bring this matter to an end.
But...um... who is he? What the hell is he here... Perfect! Only one day I wasn't here, and they are doing...I to the boss, and if he tells me what I don't like, send to hospital send, I... I haven't figured out what I'll do with you, but it will be scary!