Coffee?
Five am, and there was Marie, pouring her police reports of three robberies in three days. All had been performed in a similar style, the owners completely unaware until they awoke to find it missing. The thief left no traces of his presence. " It's as if he's a fucking ghost!" She ranted as she slammed her fist upon the desk. She had solved 10 cases like these, but now she began to wonder if she was losing her touch. She shook her head. No the game had only begun, she knew that this individual wouldn't stop and she knew that he would make an error that would be her golden ticket .
" Vhat are you doing here so early!" Kurt said as he walked up to her and sighed softly. His blue fur looked a bit ungroomed. A small smirk crossed her lips as she gave him a wink. " Take it you and the wife had a good time last night?"
Kurt took this time to now smooth his fur not responding to her suggestion. " Any luck in your case?" Rogue hung her head and groaned.
" I'll take vat as a no, but let me go get you some coffee, you look like a zombie right now."
" Thanks Kurt, you're a saint."
Kurt grinned at her compliment. " I do try." He said as he grabbed his keys. " Your coming though, you need to relax and take your mind off your work."
" Fine.You know I am a sucker for coffee.hmmm maybe some cinnamon buns too?"
" Don't push too far." Kurt said as he stepped out of the station and into the lot, unlocking his Mercedes.
" Man your wife is one sugah momma." Rogue said as she climbed into the car and shut the door.
" Hey you know that I also work as a PI, don't even try to make it sound like it's all Kathrine's cash." He said with offense in his tone.
" Yeah, ah know but it's fun to get under your ski.umm fur."
Kurt shut his door behind him and started then engine then shifted into reverse then drive as he headed out for the nearest Starbucks.
Five am, and there was Marie, pouring her police reports of three robberies in three days. All had been performed in a similar style, the owners completely unaware until they awoke to find it missing. The thief left no traces of his presence. " It's as if he's a fucking ghost!" She ranted as she slammed her fist upon the desk. She had solved 10 cases like these, but now she began to wonder if she was losing her touch. She shook her head. No the game had only begun, she knew that this individual wouldn't stop and she knew that he would make an error that would be her golden ticket .
" Vhat are you doing here so early!" Kurt said as he walked up to her and sighed softly. His blue fur looked a bit ungroomed. A small smirk crossed her lips as she gave him a wink. " Take it you and the wife had a good time last night?"
Kurt took this time to now smooth his fur not responding to her suggestion. " Any luck in your case?" Rogue hung her head and groaned.
" I'll take vat as a no, but let me go get you some coffee, you look like a zombie right now."
" Thanks Kurt, you're a saint."
Kurt grinned at her compliment. " I do try." He said as he grabbed his keys. " Your coming though, you need to relax and take your mind off your work."
" Fine.You know I am a sucker for coffee.hmmm maybe some cinnamon buns too?"
" Don't push too far." Kurt said as he stepped out of the station and into the lot, unlocking his Mercedes.
" Man your wife is one sugah momma." Rogue said as she climbed into the car and shut the door.
" Hey you know that I also work as a PI, don't even try to make it sound like it's all Kathrine's cash." He said with offense in his tone.
" Yeah, ah know but it's fun to get under your ski.umm fur."
Kurt shut his door behind him and started then engine then shifted into reverse then drive as he headed out for the nearest Starbucks.