Next chapter up! aren't i good? doing one a day for you guys, i just couldn't resist!

"PC Harkness a body has been discovered on Cardiff Road, we're gonna need you and Parker down there ASAP, to check it out."

"Roger that sergeant, we're on our way."

Yestin Parker chuckled to himself as the remote beeped and switched itself off.

"Never a moments rest around here is there?" he asked reaching over to switch the siren on.

"Not hardly," laughed his companion. "But then what do you expect? You're a Police officer my fine fellow!"

The car pulled up at the side of the busy road and the two young Policemen jumped out to assess the situation. A large crowd had gathered around the Police tape and several people were screaming.

"Move out the way please sir!"

"Excuse me madam, I'm a Police officer could you let me through please?"

Somehow, they managed to push their way through the crowd. The sight before them had both men reeling with shock.

A body lay mangled in the centre of the ring, covered in what looked like teeth marks.

"What the hell?"

Both men crouched down over the body and grimaced.

"Have you ever seen anything like this Yestin?!"

"Only on horror movies," Yestin replied scratching his chin thoughtfully. "Whoever did this has got a really sick mind."

"Most murderers have sick minds."

"Yea but this one is just creepy." Yestin frowned. "What's that sticking out of your pocket Harkness? Received a love letter you haven't told me about?"

"What are you talking about? I haven't got anything in my pock-"

The young Welshman stopped and frowned at the sight of a white piece of card sticking out of his deep pockets.

"Funny. I haven't worn this jacket in ages!" he muttered to Yestin. "I found it this morning under a pile of old newspapers. I don't remember anything being in here!"

He gingerly took it out and unfolded it.

"It's a photo of you!" grinned Yestin. "A really good one actually. When was this taken?"

PC Harkness frowned. "I have no idea!" he exclaimed. "I've never seen this photo before in my life!"

"Maybe you and your dad just look really, really alike?"

"Don't be stupid, my father looked nothing like me. He was ginger for one thing!"

"Anyway: not that I don't love staring at a picture of your long lost twin brother or anything, but we're meant to be working!" Yestin grinned. "Cummon, we'd better get the public out of here before we can get a better look!"

The two men stood up, ready to get the public moving and were surprised when they viewed an empty street.

"Where've they all gone?" asked Yestin rubbing his head. "They were here a minute ago!"

"Evacuation of the area!" a man informed running up. "Special op access! You need to move guys."

"Special Ops?"

"Probably bloody Torchwood again," grumbled Yestin. "Cummon, we need to move!"

His companion, however, was transfixed by the large black SUV that had just pulled up by the side of the road. Something seemed familiar about it; he just couldn't quite remember.

"Cummon we need to go!" shouted Yestin, running back. "Ianto!"

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