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"Wow this guy's sadistic
"Wow this guy's sadistic." Stella said as she leant over the body to photograph it. She set the camera off and it flashed a couple of times. Mac picked the pole up that he found and examined it.
"Well this definitely looks like the murder weapon." Mac said sizing up the several holes in the deceases body. Stella searched through a silver clutch bag nearby. She pulled out several shades of lipstick, a mirror and a phone. She flipped the phone open carefully and opened the phonebook.
"She's got about fifty numbers in here Mac. Most recently used five are Bobby, Holly, George, Tiffany and Jenny. I'll give them a ring when we get back." Stella said putting the phone gently into an evidence bag. Mac nodded and packed his kit up.
"There's a tattoo on her arm saying 'Real life surprises'. You heard of it before?" Mac asked. Stella thought and then shook her head.
"I know some one who might though." Stella said with a smile spreading across her face. Mac laughed.
"Sid." They both said at the same time
Flack had been busying around interviewing the list of guys that he had got from Real Life Surprises for the past few hours. They had all been dead ends. And they had all been happily married men. He sighed as he wrote up his notes. He just wanted to finish and go for a much needed drink session with Danny.
"Hey Flack. There's a cute woman outside asking for you. I think you've pulled." A voice said. He looked at the other cop and slowly got up. It was the sarcastic tone that made him think that it was likely to be Tiffany outside waiting for him. He shivered slightly. He opened the door and look around. He spotted a figure leaning on the wall facing away from him. The build was too small to be Tiffany.
"Jennifer?" Flack said softly but with slight surprise. She turned around and smiled slightly. Well it was more of a wince. Flack couldn't help but notice that she looked tired and in pain and he thought he could see tears in her eyes. He walked over to her and put his hand on her arm.
"Are you ok?" He asked searching for any injuries of any kind. Jennifer brushed his hand off. Her eyes were red and puffy but dry and she looked shattered.
"I'm ok. Old injury playing up. I came to apologize about last night. I'm sorry I was snappy and no help whatsoever. And for Tiffany molestering you." She said softly.
"You did help. Although I've had no new leads so far." Flack said leaning against the wall.
"I dug around a bit last night and found some other stuff out I don't know whether it would be helpful or not."
"You want to come in and I'll take some notes." Flack offered. Jennifer's phone started to ring and she answered it.
"Hello? It's Jennifer actually. Who is this? Why would NYPD crime lab want to talk to me? Give me five minutes." Jennifer flipped her phone shut and looked at Flack.
"This guy works quick." She said.
"I'll drop you over there. I have feeling that these two are connected." Flack said. Jennifer laughed.
"Wow you are so smart it's unbelievable." Flack opened the door of his car for her and feigned hurt. She giggled.
"I'm sorry. Dodgy sense of humour." Jennifer explained as she fastened her seatbelt. They sat in silence for a while as Flack swung his car around corners.
"So what's a Chicago cop doing in New York as an assistant manager to a transvestite club?" Flack asked. Jennifer stared out of the window.
"I wasn't a good cop. Let a lot of people down. Did a lot of stupid stuff." She said.
"Not from what I've heard." Flack said pulling up in front of the crime lab. Jennifer looked at him.
"Why, have you been checking up on me?" she said her eyes wide with shock.
"I made a few phone calls. You looked mysterious so I made a few calls to some guys." Flack said. Jennifer glared and then looked down.
"I may have made a few calls about you and Danny too." She said getting out of the car. Flack shook his head and laughed.
"I thought that might have been the case. Who called you?"
"Stella? I can't pronounce her last name." Jennifer said following Flack into the building.
"Floor three. Stella is really nice. You'll like her." Flack said stepping in the elevator and pressing for floor three.
"I wasn't aware that I needed too." Jennifer said frowning. The stepped out on to floor three and Flack showed her to a side room.
"Stay here and I'll go find her." Flack closed the door behind him and walked off to Mac's office. He knocked and saw Stella and Mac looking at a pole.
"Stel, I brought Jennifer in to see you." Stella looked at Flack and smiled.
"Well she you must like her a lot coz the last time I checked you weren't a taxi." Stella said teasing him. Flack blushed slightly.
"That looks familiar." Flack said nodding to the pole. Stella nodded.
"It would do. I think our cases are linked." Mac looked from the pole to Flack as if he had just digested the information in. Mac hoped that this wasn't the only thing that was familiar to him in this case.
"Who's Jennifer?" Mac asked.
"She was one of the names I found on the phone. So I called her in for some questions. I did tell you Mac." Stella said smiling slightly and walking out of the room.
"What's her surname?" Mac asked, his eyes sparking up with interest.
"Mahone." Flack said. His face dropped as he realised what he had said. Mac's eyes had gone from interest to a cross between worry and anger.
"Jennifer Mahone? Flack are you sure?" Mac asked standing up. Mac didn't wait for an answer and ran out of the room.
"MAC!" Flack yelled as he ran after him. Jennifer was stood at the window looking over the landscape of New York. It still completely took her breath away when she looked over it. The door of the room flew open and she spun around and something completely different took her breath away.
"Jenny!" Mac said shocked. Jennifer stood glued to the spot. She hated moments like this. Took her back to when her dad had caught her sneaking out of her room to go see some band.
"Mac." She said thoroughly unimpressed. Mac looked at her and didn't know whether to yell at her or hug her. His sister had that effect on him.
"Jenny what are you doing here? How long have you been here? Why didn't you tell me?" Mac said not knowing when to stop. Jennifer blinked. Her eyes were cold and she looked as though she was staring straight passed Mac.
"Why do you care? You haven't before." She said walking back over to the window.
"Jen don't turn your back on me. Of course I care. I'm your brother." Mac said walking over to the window and laying a hand on her shoulder. She shrugged it off.
"Really? You might want to start acting like one at some point then." Jennifer said harshly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mac snapped. Flack and Stella stood at the door.
"Exactly what it said. I've been here for almost a year and you never even knew I was here. It take two murders for you to even realise that I'm alive." Jennifer said walking towards the door.
"Jenny." Mac said.
"Stay out of my way. You've done a pretty good job so far." Jennifer said pushing past Flack. Stella followed her.
"Show me where she works." Mac said to Flack.
