Okay, chapter 1! Let's see if all those hours spent watching CSI and reading crime novels finally pay off.
Here goes nothing!
Disclaimer: I just realized I actually don't need to put these in here since I own all of this, but I will continue to do so even though there is no point. Probably because I'm stubborn like that. So yeah, this was my idea.
Chapter 1:
Crime Scene
As she drove, Caira watched the world past by. The lights and sounds of the city flying past her in bright streaks. Many times in the past she had wanted to keep driving and never stop, she wanted to see where the road would take her. But for some reason she could never leave. It was funny to her, a down home country girl like her becoming a detective in a city like New York.
Caira chuckled at the thought.
And now she was practically famous, some great detective that could solve any crime. Her specialty, any crime involving a gang. It didn't suprise her though, she knew how they worked and what ran through a member's mind after a kill.
Caira's GPS beeped, snapping her out of her thoughts. The flashing lights of the police cruisers comfirmed she had reached her destination. She pulled onto the sholder of the road and searched her glove box for her camera, voice recorder, and notepad. When she found them she stepped out of her car an dinto what she felt like would be the hardest case of her career. She shut the car door and made her way to the group of police and bystanders who stood in front of the alley way. Her heels clicking against the sidewalk.
Apon hearing he rapprouch one of the taller oficers turned towards her smiling warmly.
"Well if it isn't 'Nancy Drew'." the man teased. "What took you so long?"
"If you don't mind Colton, I would appreciate it if you didn't call me that." Caira smirked at him. "I have a job to do and you using nicknames is not helping me do that job."
"Yeesh, what's wrong with you?"
"A lot of things. My grandma is ridin' my ass for god know what, I have three mountains of paperwork at the office I still need to go through, I'm behind on my electric bill. My cat died, I haven't slept in two days, and now I'm standing in 'Gang Bang Central' wasting my time having a pointless conversation with a deputy that's three years younger than me and a foot taller." she listed harshly.
"Wow, well it looks like I can't complain about my wife wanting a divorce." Colton joked. "Seems you're having a tougher time than me."
"Exactly, now where's the DB?" Caira asked.
"Right, this way." Colton jestered to the alley. They pushed through the crowd and made it to the neon yellow crime scene tap. The only thing Caira could see at that moment was the decease's leg. It wasn't until she stepped over the tap and into the alley that she see the full scene.
There in the middle of the alley laid a young woman, around late 20s - early 30s, long blonde hair, held in a nicely done pony tail. She had on a short but still flowy bright red dress.
"Hey Colton, do you have any spare plastic gloves?" Caira asked looking at her partner.
"You're lucky I always have extra." he sighed, reaching into his back pocket.
"It's a good thing you and I have the same glove size, too." Caira said taking the gloves he handed her. As she pulled them on she walked over to the body. Sitting on the back of her heels she looked it over. "Do we have any ID yet?"she asked.
"Yeah hold on a second." he said. "Hey Joshua!" he called to a smaller officer, who quickly scurried to them. "Do you have the vic's ID?"
"Uh, yes here it is." Joshua said handing a small card in a evidence bag to him."
"Thanks." Colton said turning to Caira. "Okay, vic's name is April Richards." he continued reading the card. "22 year old caucasian female, 5"6, 153lbs, blonde hair, and blue eyes."
"Poor thing, dying so young. She probably was just starting to see the world for what it really is." Caira mused. "Any other information? Did you notify her family?"
"We did sir- I mean Ma'am!" Joshua corrected himself. "And as for information, we found a school ID in her purse." he said reading off his notes. "She's a student at the Institute of Modern Art. Also, we didn't find any cash on her."
"Nothing?" Caira asked standing up.
"Not even a penny."
"Maybe the killer went through her purse... Make sure you check it for finger prints."
"Yes Ma'am. Although I don't think he went though it." Joshua ammited.
"What do you mean?" Colton asked.
"Well, the thing is we found a pocket knife in her purse." he explained. "It was a 2in. blade with a red cover. The cover had a gold flower design, and also what looked like diamonds envedded in it."
"Wait, did you say diamonds?" Caira said shocked. "Well then, in that case why take just the cash? I'm sur ea pocket knife like that would sell for more than a few bucks." she said to herself. "So, why only the money?" she thought.
"Maybe she didn't have any money to begin with." Colton interjected seeming to read her mind.
"Maybe... but still..." Caira mumbled to herself. All right, I'm starting the investigation." she said walking to the alley's openning and then turning to face the scene. She took her recorder from her pocket and turned it on.
"Detective Caira Summerton, staring investigation." she spoke into the recorder. "Date is March 31, 2009. Location is the 2nd alley way on Hunter Rd. Victim is 22 year old April Richards, caucasian female." she said looking at her watch. "Time now, 10:15 pm. Body was found at around 9:00pm. after police recieved a tip off from an anonymous source calling from a phone booth at a gas station, 2 blocks from the crime scene."
"Amount of blood suggests the victim died of blood loss." Caira walked back to the body. "Postition of the body suggests victim was running from her attacker." she looked at the woman's feet. "Victim is barefoot and bruising on her feet suggests she had ran for some distance." Caira looked over the body again. "Lack of hemorraging on eyes rules out asphyxiation as the cause of death." her eyes ran down the woman until her sight fell on the bullet wound in the center of the woman's back.
"Probable COD is a shot to the back." Caira looked around the alley. "There are no signs of a struggle." as she looked around a small gleam of light drew her attention back to the body. "Victim is missing one of her gold hoop earrings." then she noticed something on the ground.
"What's this" Caira asked herself carefully picking up the item with her gloved hand. "A necklace?"
It was a beautiful and expensive looking necklace. It was an angel with gold wings and its head seemed to be made from a pearl, its dress a large diamond. The angel hung on a thin solid gold chain. The diamond had a large piece missing from it.
"What could have happened that would break such a large diamond?" Caira thought. "Wait a second..." she turned the angel over in her hands, and there on the back of the wings written in tiny letters, it read:
For my baby girl. Your guardian angel.
Mom
Also written on it was:
I will always be there for you.
CS to TE
The second half of the message was written differently than the first and looked like it was carved into the angel.
"CS to TE?" Caira thought. "Colton!" she called to the officer who was still standing nearby. "The victim's initals are AR, right?"
"Yeah, April Richards. Why? Did you find something?" he asked, walking over to her.
"Maybe... I feel like I've seen this somewhere before..." she mumbled, then it hit her. "Colton!" she stood suddenly making the man jump. "Send this to the lab immediately. See if they can find when, where, and who purchased it." she said carefully handing the necklace to him.
"All right, anything else?" he asked.
"Yes, the victim is missing her shoes and a gold hoop earring, see if you can locate them. They may be able to tell us where she had been before she was killed." she said starting to walk away. "Also, try to find anyone who saw the victim before the tip off. Get any report of odd sounds or events that took place." Caira instructed walking to her car. "I'm heading back to the office, send me any information you find on that necklace or the victim." she was about to get in her car when she remembered something else.
"Oh also Colton, send my the numbers of the victim's family, friends, school, work, and anyone else ofimportants so I can talk to themmyself." she called climbing into the car.
"Will do, take it easy okay."
"Yeah, you too."
"Oh, and happy birthday!" Colton called before she could close the door.
"Whatever!" she scuffed, then shut the car door. "It's not for another week, you moron..." she mumbled under her breath. "Still... that necklace..." she thought staring at the dash, keys half way in the ignition. Images of the necklace and the words subscribed on its back flashed in her head. "It can't be him..." now images of a smiling hrown haired boy with clear blue blue eyes ran through her mind. "Tomi..." she whispered to herself quietly.
"Caira shook her head, breaking away from the thought. She turned the keys and the car's engine roared. She took a deep breath, then backed the car up and drove away. Leaving the scene behind.
"It looks like past troubles are coming back to get me after all." Caira thought, smiling to herself. She gripped the wheel tightly. "Well, maybe this time I'll get what I deserve."
Okay, so that didn't work as well as I hoped. Oh well, the ending worked out pretty good I guess.
Next Chapter:
Chapter 2: The Necklace
Things will be much harder for now on.
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