This is the next chapter (duh) and it's gonna be an interesting one!
CHAPTER 4:
~~Jordan~~ "Hey what's up?" I twirled the phone cord around my finger and glanced around the office.
"Nothing much Jordan...why'd you call?"
"Woody, I was wondering if you were free for lunch this afternoon. I heard that the new Italian place downtown is open now, and it's pretty good, according to what I've heard here around the office."
"Um...I think I'm free...there's nobody knocking on my door, and I don't have to go anywhere so...sure!"
"Ok! You want to meet there at say...one-twentish?"
"Sure Jordan! I'll see you there!"
"Ok Woody. See you later."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and walked back into Exam 3. Now to get Bug to cover for me while I went to lunch.
"Bug, can you do me a huge favor?"
He turned away from the body and shrugged. "I dunno Jordan...what is it?"
"I need you to work this girl while I go out to lunch. I'm meeting someone at the new Italian cafe downtown."
"Who are you meeting?" He grinned at me.
"Woody. We're going to...discuss some information on a case he's working on." I prayed he would believe me. "Just this once Bug...please?"
"Alright Jordan...but be good and don't stay gone too long. Macy's hard to trick these days..."
"Thanks Bug!" I gave him a quick hug, pulled off my scrubs, grabbed my bag and keys, and slipped out into the elevator. I couldn't wait to see Woody.
~~Nigel~~ I swear, whoever did this to this little guy was terrible...it's hard for me even to take the pictures of the kid. These bruises are old...but they're pretty damn recent. I bet if I x-rayed him, I'd find old fractures and other signs of abuse...if only I could find out who did this to him...or who he was...but that's why I'm taking pictures. Someone's gotta know who he is.
"Nigel, I got more information from the cops who found your kid." Garret walked in holding a sheet of paper.
"Where'd they find him?
"Scott Alley, off of the East Boston Expressway and Creek Square. He was wrapped in a sheet, under a few cardboard boxes. On-Site said he hadn't been there very long..." He handed me the paper with all the info on it.
"Thanks Garret. Mind if I run over there and take some photos of the scene, show the kid's picture around?" I knew he was going to say yes, so I grabbed the camera bag and a few extra rolls of film.
"Go ahead, just be careful, and don't make it too obvious what you're doing, since you're only looking for information." He turned and walked out of the room, and I put the camera, film, some gloves, and an evidence kit in the bag, then laid it on the table. I leaned over and pulled the sheet over the boy, then wheeled him back into the crypt. I put him back in drawer 6, then grabbed the bag and headed for the elevator. I glanced up at the sky when I went outside...it had stopped raining for the moment, but it seemed like it could start again at any second. I threw the camera bag on the passenger seat, and took off towards where the cops said they found the kid.
~~Jordan~~ Alright, here's the place. Doesn't look too busy...I'll go in and see if Woody's here already. There he is, sitting at the little table by the window. I'll just stroll over there and say hello...
"Hey Woody."
"Hi Jordan." He stood up and gave me a hug, then pulled out my chair for me to sit in.
"There you are madam..." He went and sat across from me, and took a sip of water from the glass in front of him. "I didn't know what you wanted to drink, so I just got some water to start with."
"Sounds good to me." I reached over and grabbed a menu, and tried to decide between the chicken with alfredo sauce, and the lasagna...the waiter came over and asked what we would like to drink, and I ordered an iced tea, and Woody got a Coke.
"I need my caffeine Jordan...so don't ask." He grinned at me.
"I wasn't planning on it...farmboy." I smiled at him, then hid behind the menu. "The chicken or the lasagna...what sounds better to you?"
"I would say the chicken myself, but it's up to you."
The waiter came back and set a basket of fresh breadsticks on the table, along with our drinks, then took out his notepad and asked if we were ready to order.
I nodded. "Yes, I'd like the chicken with alfredo sauce, with a small salad on the side please. With ranch dressing."
Woody thought for a minute, then smiled. "I'll have the same as she's ordering." he took my menu, and then handed them both to the waiter. The waiter left and Woody leaned over across the table to me. "The chicken sounded so delicious I couldn't resist..."
I reached for a breadstick and pretended to hit him over the head with it, then took a bite. He only laughed, and we spent the next 10 minutes while we were waiting for our food pretending to attack each other, and talking about how work was going for each of us. We were laughing so hard that we didn't even realize when the waiter came back with our plates. I think we scared him off, cause he just gave us a funny look then walked away.
"Jordan, I think he's afraid of us." He said, motioning towards the waiter.
"Nah, he's just jealous..." I grabbed my fork, and after I managed to take my napkin back from Woody, we both began eating.
The food was delicious, and after we had finished, had a small piece of chocolate cake, and Woody had INSISTED on paying for my food as well as his, he walked with me out to my SUV and gave me a hug before I climbed in.
"Have a wonderful rest of the day Jordan..." He smiled.
"Thank you sir, now, I must be off to work with a bright and happy smile!" I laughed then added "Before Garret finds out I'm gone!" I closed the door to my Explorer and drove off, honking twice at Woody before I pulled out of the parking lot. Now, back to work....
CHAPTER 4:
~~Jordan~~ "Hey what's up?" I twirled the phone cord around my finger and glanced around the office.
"Nothing much Jordan...why'd you call?"
"Woody, I was wondering if you were free for lunch this afternoon. I heard that the new Italian place downtown is open now, and it's pretty good, according to what I've heard here around the office."
"Um...I think I'm free...there's nobody knocking on my door, and I don't have to go anywhere so...sure!"
"Ok! You want to meet there at say...one-twentish?"
"Sure Jordan! I'll see you there!"
"Ok Woody. See you later."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and walked back into Exam 3. Now to get Bug to cover for me while I went to lunch.
"Bug, can you do me a huge favor?"
He turned away from the body and shrugged. "I dunno Jordan...what is it?"
"I need you to work this girl while I go out to lunch. I'm meeting someone at the new Italian cafe downtown."
"Who are you meeting?" He grinned at me.
"Woody. We're going to...discuss some information on a case he's working on." I prayed he would believe me. "Just this once Bug...please?"
"Alright Jordan...but be good and don't stay gone too long. Macy's hard to trick these days..."
"Thanks Bug!" I gave him a quick hug, pulled off my scrubs, grabbed my bag and keys, and slipped out into the elevator. I couldn't wait to see Woody.
~~Nigel~~ I swear, whoever did this to this little guy was terrible...it's hard for me even to take the pictures of the kid. These bruises are old...but they're pretty damn recent. I bet if I x-rayed him, I'd find old fractures and other signs of abuse...if only I could find out who did this to him...or who he was...but that's why I'm taking pictures. Someone's gotta know who he is.
"Nigel, I got more information from the cops who found your kid." Garret walked in holding a sheet of paper.
"Where'd they find him?
"Scott Alley, off of the East Boston Expressway and Creek Square. He was wrapped in a sheet, under a few cardboard boxes. On-Site said he hadn't been there very long..." He handed me the paper with all the info on it.
"Thanks Garret. Mind if I run over there and take some photos of the scene, show the kid's picture around?" I knew he was going to say yes, so I grabbed the camera bag and a few extra rolls of film.
"Go ahead, just be careful, and don't make it too obvious what you're doing, since you're only looking for information." He turned and walked out of the room, and I put the camera, film, some gloves, and an evidence kit in the bag, then laid it on the table. I leaned over and pulled the sheet over the boy, then wheeled him back into the crypt. I put him back in drawer 6, then grabbed the bag and headed for the elevator. I glanced up at the sky when I went outside...it had stopped raining for the moment, but it seemed like it could start again at any second. I threw the camera bag on the passenger seat, and took off towards where the cops said they found the kid.
~~Jordan~~ Alright, here's the place. Doesn't look too busy...I'll go in and see if Woody's here already. There he is, sitting at the little table by the window. I'll just stroll over there and say hello...
"Hey Woody."
"Hi Jordan." He stood up and gave me a hug, then pulled out my chair for me to sit in.
"There you are madam..." He went and sat across from me, and took a sip of water from the glass in front of him. "I didn't know what you wanted to drink, so I just got some water to start with."
"Sounds good to me." I reached over and grabbed a menu, and tried to decide between the chicken with alfredo sauce, and the lasagna...the waiter came over and asked what we would like to drink, and I ordered an iced tea, and Woody got a Coke.
"I need my caffeine Jordan...so don't ask." He grinned at me.
"I wasn't planning on it...farmboy." I smiled at him, then hid behind the menu. "The chicken or the lasagna...what sounds better to you?"
"I would say the chicken myself, but it's up to you."
The waiter came back and set a basket of fresh breadsticks on the table, along with our drinks, then took out his notepad and asked if we were ready to order.
I nodded. "Yes, I'd like the chicken with alfredo sauce, with a small salad on the side please. With ranch dressing."
Woody thought for a minute, then smiled. "I'll have the same as she's ordering." he took my menu, and then handed them both to the waiter. The waiter left and Woody leaned over across the table to me. "The chicken sounded so delicious I couldn't resist..."
I reached for a breadstick and pretended to hit him over the head with it, then took a bite. He only laughed, and we spent the next 10 minutes while we were waiting for our food pretending to attack each other, and talking about how work was going for each of us. We were laughing so hard that we didn't even realize when the waiter came back with our plates. I think we scared him off, cause he just gave us a funny look then walked away.
"Jordan, I think he's afraid of us." He said, motioning towards the waiter.
"Nah, he's just jealous..." I grabbed my fork, and after I managed to take my napkin back from Woody, we both began eating.
The food was delicious, and after we had finished, had a small piece of chocolate cake, and Woody had INSISTED on paying for my food as well as his, he walked with me out to my SUV and gave me a hug before I climbed in.
"Have a wonderful rest of the day Jordan..." He smiled.
"Thank you sir, now, I must be off to work with a bright and happy smile!" I laughed then added "Before Garret finds out I'm gone!" I closed the door to my Explorer and drove off, honking twice at Woody before I pulled out of the parking lot. Now, back to work....