Wednesday
"So, what's good Cho?" I ask him, as we all gather around him for his important information. Yes, I am paying attention to this one: Cho never requests a group meeting. So, he may have caught something that I haven't. It leaves me curious.
"I looked into previous cases with poison being inserted directly into the victim's vein, and also included the poison compound that the killer used. I came up with one serial murderer. His name was David Way, died in a car crash about four years ago with his wife. At least, that's what we're presuming. The heat from the car exploding would have left nothing but bone left, and the team over the case didn't really treat it with care. They had a daughter." He looks at me directly, and I have a feeling I know what he's going to say.
"Her name is Natasha Way, eighteen years old. Making her fourteen when her father died of a car explosion." Cho looks at me, waiting for me to speak. Smart man, he knows that I have a lot to say.
"What does that have anything to do with the murder of Alicia? So, someone used her father's poison, so what? He was a famous serial killer. Doesn't make her the killer." I state, having full faith in her. Lisbon gives me a strange look.
"The only ones that would know that poison would be David, the wife, or the daughter. He was extremely secretive. The only one living out of these three is the daughter, Jane. It at least makes her a suspect." Lisbon carefully explains. I shake my head, she's innocent. It's true that she didn't tell me the full truth, but she told me most. And that's good enough.
Lisbon audible sighs, before grabbing my arm and pulling me aside.
"Jane, why are you so attached to her?" She asks. I'm expecting frustration, but there is none from her. I look into her eyes, and see nothing but compassion. I search her eyes, something I find myself doing often recently. I drop my gaze, and take a step back.
"Because she's a gentler you."
