Alison waved at Flack pulling out her camera. Messer was already taking pictures of one of the bodies.
"Hey sorry to hear about Jamie's partner," Flask said.
"Yeah, I don't know what Dad's gonna do if we don't get these gangs under control." Flack nodded.
"Well, I'm sure Danny is doing his best." He said.
"Common Danny's good but he choose through partners like there's no tomorrow. What is he on the second one in the past 6 months." Alison rolled her eyes.
"Baez is good I think she might be able to give Danny a run for his money this time." Alison was glad that the conversation had moved for Jamie to Danny. It had been hard to hear that his partner had been kill in an ambush but she was secretly relieved that it wasn't Jamie. "So who's the vic?" Alison asked looking over the mettle rod sticking out of the vic chest.
"His name's Tony Clark. He's 27 years old. According to his busness car, he's a buyer for a department store chain." Flack read from his notes while leading her over the vic she was going to process.
"There was a lot of useful information in his wallet. Unfirnaitly, I can't say the same thing for his victim." Alison slipped her gloves on looking over the woman hanging out the back of the car trunk. "Gotta love how crowded the city's gotten. Cant even dump a body in private anymore." Alison clicked her flashlight on looking the body over.
"No external signs of trauma. Extremities are clean." Alison looked closer at the mouth noting the blood in her mouth. "Internal bleeding lets get her back to Sid."
"Check this out," Messer said walking over to them. "Tony just got a text." He handed it over of Alison. Is it done yet?
"Well, that can't be good."
Alison walked over to Sid in the ME lab.
"What do you have for me today?" Sid looked up for his work.
"Do I ever. The woman's inner organs were completely liquified. Alison looked up from her file.
"What?" Sid nodded holding up two containers.
"The two of them had dinner together eating the same thing. Except he also injected a chemical that melted her organs. Its most commonly found in drain cleaner." Alison shivered slightly.
"Could this be an accident." Sid waved his hands.
"With the amount, she would have to drink I don't think so. It also doesn't look like it was forced on her." Alison walked overlooking at the woman. "So if she was trying to kill herself then why was he trying to hide the body?"
Greg handed Alison a cup of coffee as they walked in front of the building where they worked.
"So did you get the rough draft of your book finished." She asked taking a sip of the warm drink.
"Mostly my editor wants it by the end of the week. So I think I might need to swap shifts with Messer." Greg walked with her over to a bench.
"Well, he bought that new car so he might want to pick up a few more shifts." Greg wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she leaned her head back taking a deep breath. "I needed this." Greg smile.
"It's been hard do you think you will be able to make it to dinner on Sunday?" Alison looked down at her cup of coffee.
"Hopefully Lindsey is looking into some tace we found and that might give us an idea as to what actually happened. I'm not supposed to work this weekend but you never know." Her phone when off. Pulling it out she read the message from Lindsey.
"From the looks of it, the vic used some miracle barry that altered her tasted buds it's entirely possible she wasn't able to taste the chemical that killed her." Greg stood up holding out his hand for her to take.
"Well it looks like you have to get back to work and I have to get back to writing." She kissed him.
"Thanks for the coffee see you tonight."
Alison walked into her apartment. Greg was sitting at the counter papers scattered in front of him.
"Hey, I thought you would be in bed by now." Alison walked over wrapping her arms around his shoulders kissing his cheek.
"Yeah, I'm having a hard time getting the wording right. I have to get this to my editor if I want to meet my deadline. What about you. Shouldn't you have been home earlier." Alison walked to the other side of the counter.
"Yeah but we caught the murder and I needed to get my report finished. It was some fashion designer that was jealous of the vic success." Greg shook his head.
"Don't people realize there are more important things in life." Alison nodded pushing back from the counter.
"Now do you want a cup of coffee." She asked pulling two large mugs out of the cabinet.
"Don't you want to get some sleep." Alison turned to him.
"And give up a late-night working with you, not a chance." Greg laughed stretching his back out.
"We work in the same lab Ally it's not like we never see each other." Alison turned the coffee pot on.
"Yeah, but when we work we are surrounded by death and darkness. This is different." Greg gave her a pointed look.
"A book on the history of the mobs in New York City is dark and full of death." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Not when your Grandfather uses to buy dinner at their delis."
They were passing the food when Linda brought up the family trip they were taking.
"Danny and I are taking my sister's house in Quogue the second week in July," Linda explained.
"Quogue the Irish Riviera," Henry said.
"Biggest bluefish I ever caught was off the jetty just east of there," Frank added.
"Are you um trying to rub it in," Danny asked.
"No, I'm bringing it up because the house next door is for rent too. Same week, Nice place Five bedrooms comes with a boat and a slip." Linda explained.
"Are you asking what I think you're asking," Henry asked.
"Can I just say that I have often wondered what kind of fantastic woman has dinner with her in-laws every single Sunday without complaint." Frank said.
"Thank you, Frank. Look I know I'm not that matriarch but I am a mother and a nurse and I think it's the perfect prescription for this family. No case except for cold beer and no shifts except for who digs the next batch of clams." Linda said
"You serious," Jamie asked.
"Yeah but it's coming up. So you got to lock in some vacation for that week." Linda replied.
"Well, I'm Kind of moved," Erin said.
"Well, I'm the only one at this table who when I cut myself I didn't bleed NYPD blue. But from where I'm sitting… You guys need a break from it." Linda said.
"How would that be a break from it we'd just be moving the family business to the beach for a week way I see it," Jamie said.
"Yeah but this way you can keep tables on each other. And anybody who talks shop gets kicked off the island." Linda said.
"I think it sounds lovely," Alison said.