LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.
On the ride to Vic #1's work Kate shared a look with Frank. "Please don't say it."
"Say what?" Reese asked.
Kate huffed. "What I know he is going to say."
"What is he going to say?" Crews asked.
"There were three trunks found, leaving 7 more to find. So either they are already stuffed or he has not yet found what to stuff them with." Kate grumbled.
Frank smirked. "And I didn't even have to say it." As they arrived Frank groaned at the fact that it was a club. "I hate clubs."
Kate rolled her eyes. "Live a little."
As they walked in the dancer in the middle of the three caught their attention.
"Reese…she's in a-"
"Box." Reese finished his sentence.
The group had to wait until the club was close, in order to speak with the dancers.
Crews stared at the glass box standing in the middle of the floor. "Did Brandee go in there?"
"We all go in there." A dark skinned woman named Ginger answered.
"Did Brandee seem to mind it?" Kate asked.
"What do you think?" Jerking her head towards It she smiled. "Go check out for yourself."
Kate smiled politely and shook her head. "Not my style."
"Customers like it." Frank replied.
"Oh yeah. The guys eat it up."
"Any customers like it more than others?" Frank asked.
"No, it seems to be something every man can agree on. Us in there." The blond behind her named Lex replied.
"Any customer into Brandee, more than the others? You know, just maybe a little too into her?" Kate asked.
"She never mentioned anything." Ginger replied.
"Whose idea was that box?" Frank asked.
Ginger shrugged. "It's always been in here. A lot of places have them. Some places have a cage, some a box."
"I guess you don't go to the clubs." The blond sassed.
Frank smiled. "It's been a while. Not really my scene."
"Brandee would have liked you."
"Yeah? Why's that?"
"Because you seem kind of broken." All eyes landed on him. Kate flinched knowing how hard that hit him. Frank turned to the bartender. "What was your relationship with Brandee?"
"Uh, I met her the day she walked in. She just came down from Vancouver." He answered.
"Do you know if she had any troubles outside the club?" Kate asked.
"No, no. She had that Canadian thing you know?" He glanced at Ginger and Lex.
"What would that be?" Reese asked.
"Happy for no reason."
"I think my partner might not be familiar with that concept." Crews said. Reese just glared at him, in a I'm going to shoot you kinda way.
"Brandee, uh she ever mentions the names Lisa Robards or Glenn Price?" Reese asked.
"Those the other two that were killed?" Ginger asked, but shook her head at the question.
"Something else you want to tell us?" Frank noticed the way the blond in the back keep scooting away.
"She wanted to be an actress. She just got a line on some movie." Ginger answered.
"She walked around all day practicing that line. Remember." Lex whimpered.
"I've never seen the sky that blue." The security in the back said.
Reese's phone beeped announcing a message. Looking at it she looked up at Crews. "New boss wants to see us."
"New boss?" Frank asked.
"Our old captain got promoted, so we get a new captain." Reese answered.
As they entered the building they were passed by two officers carrying a couch.
"Looks like he is already making himself at home." Frank mumbled.
"Looks like it."
Captain Tidwell, guided the men into the office. "Put it right there guys. Thank you so much." The men quickly left. "Whoa ho ho yeah!" Tidwell sat on his couch. "Lots of dark nights of the soul spent on this baby. I brought it out with me. I understand you were close with the last occupant of this office?" Tidwell asked Reese.
"Friend of the family." Reese grumbled.
"Yeah, real shame about her getting demoted and all. It happens." He glanced at Crews. "And I know all about you and your, uh, off the books investigation, conspiracy theories. Look, I don't know what was going on while I was living in the united states of New York city, but the only conspiracy I'm interested in is the possibility my wife and girlfriend know about each other and are out to get me."
"Want us to look into that?" Crews asked.
"No, but I do want you to give me the punch line of this joke." Frank rolled his eyes. Looks like they got a clown as a captain. "An investor banker, a card shop owner and a stripper each go into a box"
"I don't really see how that is a joke." Frank said.
Tidwell looked back at them. "Who are you?"
"Two agents who outrank you and want to get back to work. So detectives, Kate and I will be outside, while you finish your meeting." Frank was about to walk out, Crews stopped him. With a huff he leaned against the wall.
"So what do you know?" Tidwell asked.
"Nothing connects them, they didn't know each other, no one who knew them knew each other." Reese responded.
"No criminal records, no tax problems, neighbors had no complaints. If any of them were worried about their safety, they didn't talk to the law about it." Crews added.
"Three people chosen at random?" Tidwell offered.
"Except nothing is random." Crews mumbled. Frank rolled his eyes.
Reese shook her head. "Oh here we go."
"Don't rile him up." Frank plead.
"And why is that?" Tidwell asked.
"Because everything is connected." Crews whispered, that just got him looks from the other three in the room.
Tidwell jumped to his feet. "What about where they were found?"
"Freeway, rooftop, river. Nothing links those places, but there public." Kate answered.
Frank saw the way Tidwell eyed Kate up and down. "They took time and they are deliberate. Whoever is doing this is making a show of it."
"Toxic screen on victim were clean. The coroner confirmed they were alive when they went in and dies of suffocation." Kate added.
"So how'd they get there?"
"So how did they get there?" Crews repeated to himself. Silent for a few moments he turned and walked out, without saying anything.
Frank sighed. "He still does that?"
Reese nodded. "Every damn time."
"You surf?" Tidwell asked Kate. Kate looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Because I was thinking about checking it out and I figured if you surf maybe you can give me a few lessons?"
Frank walked over to Kate, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Sorry captain, but she is already taken." Kate bit her lip from laughing at the blush on the man.
"Oh, yeah sorry agent." He then glances to Reese.
"I don't surf." Reese said before he could even ask.
Crews came back slapping on the window. "Guys come on! Come on!"
Following him into the meeting room, Crews stood by the tv.
"Alright, kung Fu. I'm open." Captain sighed. "Hit me."
Two pictures appeared on the screen. "Glenn Price, investment banker. Brand new M5 with GPS." Clicking the remote again, a map showed with a yellow line swirling all over the map. "Yellow line's Glenn Price's last week of driving."
Reese jumped in. "Lisa Robards, card shop owner. Two-year-old Prius with GPS. Red line's Lisa's last week of driving."
They watched as both lines stopped at the same spot. "They were both right there." Captain stated. "At the same time. What is that place?"
"Public park." Frank said.
"And the stripper?" Captain asked.
"Dancer!" both Crews and Kate corrected.
"Brandee Huggeens." Kate took over. "Didn't have a car. Took the subway."
"There is no subway in L.A" Tidwell chuckled.
Crews frowned. "Yeah there is."
"People ride on it." Frank added.
"So we don't know where Brandee Huggeens went." Reese began. "But the other two went right here."
Frank and Kate along with the other two drove to the park. Kate and frank took one side of the park, while crews and Reese took the other.
"So what's the story with you and Crews?" Kate asked.
Frank shrugged. "I was tossed into prison in search of someone. During my time in there I heard about Crews and decided to help him out. He could hold his own, but when you have the entire prison against you including the guards. It breaks a man. I made sure he had protection once I left and the guards were not allowed to touch him."
Kate smiled. "You are just a big softy."
"Tell anyone and I will-"
"What?" Kate challenged. "You can't touch me!"
Frank sighed in defeat. "Whatever." Glancing up he noticed Crews gesturing to the ice cream truck.
"Kate." Frank nudged. "Check that out." The man was shady looking, nothing what an ice cream man was to look like.
As the agents walked towards them, Kate met up with Reese as the males headed to the truck.
"You're not about to leave are you?" Crews asked.
"I got another park to go to. Schedule, you know." The man answered.
"Sure. Schedules." Frank sympathy. "Let me just buy one of you. Come on."
"Alright." He sighed.
"Do you have any fruit?" Crews asked.
Frank rolled his eyes. "It's an ice cream truck Crews."
"Any fruit ice cream?"
"Strawberry."
"Is that real strawberry or the artificial strawberry?" Crews asked. "I don't like the artificial kind."
Frank nodded. "He hates it."
"I don't know." The man groaned. "I could check."
"No, never mind." Crews mumbled. "How about mango ice cream? Got anything with mango?"
Frank leaned a little forward. "You okay? You Just-I don't know, seem a little shaky."
"Yeah. Just cold. The coolers." He stuttered. "Uh, I don't think we have any mango."
"Or Papaya? Guava? Kiwi? Tamarind?" Crews listed. Frank spotted Crews pulling his gun out and aiming it against the truck. He too held his weapon in his hands, waiting on the moment to let it show. "I don't know what you friend on the floor here is plans on doing, but I'm going to count to three and I plan on shooting him." The man stood jaw dropped, not knowing what to do. Frank pulled his gun on him. "One."
"Be smart. Don't move." Frank warned. He spotted Kate and Reese appear behind them, guns raised as well.
"Two." Crews said.
A woman screamed, pushing her child behind her and crews took the shot. Frank jumping into the truck and removing the man.
Paramedics arrived within seconds, along with Tidwell and some uniforms. Frank ransack one of the coolers grabbing, two ice creams. Giving one to each woman.
"You didn't say three!" The second guy yelled, as the rolled him away. "You didn't even get to three! You shot me on two! You didn't even get to three!"
Frank nodded to himself. "He's right you know. You didn't get to three."
"I rounded up." Crews smirked.
The girls chuckled behind their ice cream, just as Tidwell walked up to them. In one hand holding the shotgun and in the other a bag of crack.
"Crack huh?" He laughs. "Those Brainiacs were slinging crack off the ice cream truck."
"Thank you captain obvious." Frank mumbled under his breath, earning an elbow on the ribs by both Kate and Reese. "Ow! Two against one is not fair!"
"Life ain't fair handsome." Reese teased.
Tidwell glared towards Frank, who in return just smirked. "Back to the subject at hand, they are not good for the killings. They both got out of county this morning." He then yelled to the criminals. "Hey! I got you for sellin' smoke in a school zone! Dude, you were out for what, like 12 hours? Come on! Buh-bye!" He turned his attention back to the four. "Good work, you four. I do hate crack. Uh…" He stared at Kate, who in returned frowned at him. "You got a little…ice cream right in the…" His finger kept getting closer to her. Frank grabbed him by the arm, at the same time handing Kate a napkin. "Teah. uh, I'm gonna head back to the precinct."
"Station." Crews corrected.
"Precinct, station, New York, L.A. there's someone out there with seven trunks left. And I still don't know what the backer and card shop owner, were doing in this park together." Tidwell said, leaving them alone once more.
"I need to use the bathroom." Crews sighed.
Frank stayed with the girls until Crews came back, only he had a young woman with him. It turns out she had seen Glenn at the park having his picture taken by Lisa. Well that was something.
After a small argument between Frank and Reese about who was driving, Reese drove them back to the station.
