Disclaimer: I do not own the wrestler's and the McMahon's in this story,
they do own themselves last I checked. I do not wish to get sued plus even
if I did, I don't have anything of value, so go ahead then make my day.
Summary: A shocking murder hits the world of wrestling, and it's up to two different cops, partners in the homicide division to find out who did it and make them pay. But will one of them lose their heart along with the investigation?
A/N: Okay so I got a good amount of reviews on this story and what that means is that you like it, you really like it! Which means I continue? Well hell I was gonna continue anyway because it's overriding my brain, because it's not your typical romance and it's got murder. So for all of you that took the time to review it, thank you very much, it means a lot and I hope you stick with it!
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"So what did the ME say? Was she raped and killed, or did the sick bastard just bludgeon her to death?" Dave asked his face remaining like stone as Bret made his way through the precinct doors.
"No rape. The woman probably hasn't been touched in years. There were slices along her breast bone though, which is something we didn't initially find or catch at the scene."
"So what's the plan now partner? What do we do?" Dave had to admit knowing who this woman was and how high profile her family was; his need to solve this was greater then usual.
"I'm going to see the husband and son. Apparently her death wasn't enough for them to stop wrestling or what not, so I've got to go up town and see them. You on the other hand, with all your knowledge of women, get to go interview the daughter."
"You really think the daughter could have killed her own mother?" Dave sighed and Bret rolled his eyes. Dave never wanted to see life for what it was sometimes, a mundane shit whole that was full of shit heads. Maybe it was because he was hitting 50 and Dave was barely 28. He hadn't really lived yet.
"Happens everyday smart guy. You're the best person to figure it out though. Women love you. Just remember one thing; everyone is a suspect until we can really prove otherwise."
"Don't worry Bret, I won't fall for her. I'll just go there and do my job and come home."
"You'd better, because it's just another victim."
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"Can I help you?" the little lady behind the desk asked with a smile that Dave was sure could light up the entire office alone. He had to admit that if he wasn't there on official business, he wouldn't mind taking the young girl out. She had a nice pair of eyes. Not to mention the largest breasts he had seen in some time. It wasn't the worst incentive in the world.
"I'm with the NYPD, homicide division, and I am here to speak with-
Dave had to flip open his notebook to get the daughters name again since it had slipped his mind. Glancing at the book, he looked back to the receptionist and smiled.
"I'm here to speak with Stephanie McMahon. She should be expecting me."
The girl checked in the appointment book and not finding what she wanted picked up the phone and buzzed her boss.
"Yes Miss McMahon, a homicide detective goes by the badge of Williams is here to see you. Says you are expecting him."
After getting the answer she needed, the girl gave him the go ahead to go into the office. Before he could say thank you and walk away, she spoke again.
"It's horrible what happened to Linda isn't it?"
Nodding his head slowly, Dave made his way towards the office thinking for a second, he turned around to face the girl once more.
"Yes, it's terrible, but with my luck, I'm going to find the son of a bitch and make him pay."
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A/N2: Well here is the next installment; I hope you all enjoy it, as it's such a pleasure for me to write something like this now. Law and Order look out, there's a new bitch in town, LOL. Read and review as always and I can't wait to hear what you have to say!
Summary: A shocking murder hits the world of wrestling, and it's up to two different cops, partners in the homicide division to find out who did it and make them pay. But will one of them lose their heart along with the investigation?
A/N: Okay so I got a good amount of reviews on this story and what that means is that you like it, you really like it! Which means I continue? Well hell I was gonna continue anyway because it's overriding my brain, because it's not your typical romance and it's got murder. So for all of you that took the time to review it, thank you very much, it means a lot and I hope you stick with it!
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"So what did the ME say? Was she raped and killed, or did the sick bastard just bludgeon her to death?" Dave asked his face remaining like stone as Bret made his way through the precinct doors.
"No rape. The woman probably hasn't been touched in years. There were slices along her breast bone though, which is something we didn't initially find or catch at the scene."
"So what's the plan now partner? What do we do?" Dave had to admit knowing who this woman was and how high profile her family was; his need to solve this was greater then usual.
"I'm going to see the husband and son. Apparently her death wasn't enough for them to stop wrestling or what not, so I've got to go up town and see them. You on the other hand, with all your knowledge of women, get to go interview the daughter."
"You really think the daughter could have killed her own mother?" Dave sighed and Bret rolled his eyes. Dave never wanted to see life for what it was sometimes, a mundane shit whole that was full of shit heads. Maybe it was because he was hitting 50 and Dave was barely 28. He hadn't really lived yet.
"Happens everyday smart guy. You're the best person to figure it out though. Women love you. Just remember one thing; everyone is a suspect until we can really prove otherwise."
"Don't worry Bret, I won't fall for her. I'll just go there and do my job and come home."
"You'd better, because it's just another victim."
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"Can I help you?" the little lady behind the desk asked with a smile that Dave was sure could light up the entire office alone. He had to admit that if he wasn't there on official business, he wouldn't mind taking the young girl out. She had a nice pair of eyes. Not to mention the largest breasts he had seen in some time. It wasn't the worst incentive in the world.
"I'm with the NYPD, homicide division, and I am here to speak with-
Dave had to flip open his notebook to get the daughters name again since it had slipped his mind. Glancing at the book, he looked back to the receptionist and smiled.
"I'm here to speak with Stephanie McMahon. She should be expecting me."
The girl checked in the appointment book and not finding what she wanted picked up the phone and buzzed her boss.
"Yes Miss McMahon, a homicide detective goes by the badge of Williams is here to see you. Says you are expecting him."
After getting the answer she needed, the girl gave him the go ahead to go into the office. Before he could say thank you and walk away, she spoke again.
"It's horrible what happened to Linda isn't it?"
Nodding his head slowly, Dave made his way towards the office thinking for a second, he turned around to face the girl once more.
"Yes, it's terrible, but with my luck, I'm going to find the son of a bitch and make him pay."
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A/N2: Well here is the next installment; I hope you all enjoy it, as it's such a pleasure for me to write something like this now. Law and Order look out, there's a new bitch in town, LOL. Read and review as always and I can't wait to hear what you have to say!