Hey, another chapter! This is going pretty well, but I have this slight problem. I am great at beginnings and endings, I'm just terrible with the body of any story. I get a little caught up in the moment. Sigh.
To Woodelvesrock42 and Pineapple2000, thank you for reviewing. I will continue!
As usual, I don't own Psych. I want to be on it, though! Even a few episodes! Steve Franks, I hope you're reading this!
SBPD: Lassiter's Desk
Lassie sat down at his desk, a cup of coffee in his hand. He set it down and moved his mouse to wake his computer up. He started looking up stuff about squirrels and how to get rid of them, when Shawn walked up to his desk with a smile on his face.
"Lassie! Logging into Squirrel Assassins dot com?" he asked playfully.
"Spencer, unless you have something important to say about the case, leave," he growled.
"Excuse me. Detective? This is for you. It was dropped off with specific instructions to hand it over," came a female voice. Lassiter looked up and Shawn turned around. A young brunette stood by Lassiter's desk with a note in her hand. She was wearing a police uniform that looked brand new.
"I've never seen you before, Officer…?" Lassiter asked.
"Charles. Danielle Charles, Sir. I'm a rookie cop," she said, handing over the note.
Before he even opened it, Shawn snatched it out of his hands. The young private detective opened the note and studied it. His face contorted into confusion. Lassiter snatched the note back and looked at it.
"What kind of bull is this?" he asked. Lassie tossed the note into the trash, thinking nothing of it. Shawn 'saw' a symbol on the outside and his memory flashed back to the file they had looked over earlier that day. The same symbol had been on the other notes back in the sixties.
"Lassie, wait! That symbol! It matches the one from the file!" Shawn said, grabbing the note out of the trash.
Shawn ran the note into the chief's office with Lassiter right behind. Karen looked up with a tired look on her face. Secretly, she just wished she could get through one day without a murder, but this had been five homicides since midnight. It was only 10 A.M.
"Mr. Spencer, you know you have to knock first," she said with slight annoyance.
"Yes, Chief, but we have a clue. We just got this note, and on the outside was the same symbol that was on the old notes and the note from the other scene this morning," Shawn stated. Lassiter and Karen noticed he didn't have his usual smirky tone, or any jokes coinciding with it. Shawn had just told them something with the seriousness of a regular cop.
Karen took the note from Shawn and studied it. Opening up the old file on her desk, she looked at the note from the sixties and compared the two. Except for whatever the message was, the notes were identical. At least, she thought they were.
"Mr. Spencer, can you sense anything about these two notes?" she asked. Shawn grabbed the new note and the old one and put them side by side on the chiefs desk. He tried to 'see' and slight difference in the notes, and immediately he spotted one.
"We definitely have a copycat. I sense that the old note was written with the left hand, this new one is right handed. Plus, the writing is more…uh…Gus! What's the word? Female like?" Shawn asked through closed eyes.
"Feminine?" Gus said.
"That's it! Feminine! The new note is by a female! The old one is a male!" Shawn said, then sat down like he was exhausted.
"A female copycat?" Carleton asked, disbelief in his voice.
"He's right, Lassiter. This new note is definitely more feminine in the written sense. Yes, we don't know what it says, but maybe we can figure it out. Gus, you're better at puzzles than Shawn. This is what you can do," Henry said. He handed the note over to Gus, who had a small smile on his face.
"I'll get right on it, Mr. Spencer. In fact, Shawn, let's go back to the Psych office. We can both get some work done, there," Gus said.
"Right, Buddy. See you later, Lassie. Bye, Dad. Chief," Shawn said. He patted Lassie on his head and walked off laughing.
Shawn and Gus left in the Blueberry/Echo back to the offices of Psych. On the way, they talked about the case at hand.
"Gus, this is one of those cases, you know? I'm beginning to wonder if we will catch this person," Shawn said surprisingly.
"Since when do you doubt we'll get the bad guy, or girl? I've never heard you doubt yourself, even during the Yin Yang case. What's so different about this?" Gus asked as they parked in front of the Psych office.
"Because the case from the sixties was unsolved. Nobody ever found the original Zodiac Killer," Shawn said as he opened the door. As usual, it was left unlocked. As they entered, they heard a noise within the walls. Shawn stopped and motioned for Gus to grab a bat. Shawn grabbed a tazer that he had gotten after being kidnapped, twice.
A flash of blonde hair made Shawn stand down. He put the tazer back in his back pocket and walked right into the main office. Gus whispered to Shawn to stop, but it was too late.
"Gus, don't be the bridge to 'Come on Eileen'. It's just Jules!" Shawn called from the other room. Gus put the bat down and walked in like everything was cool. Shawn hid a smile.