Chapter 4

They were in the conference room gazing at their usual murder board. Malcolm had kept the roof of Isabella's stroller covered so she didn't have to see anything. Based on the fact that she had just been changed, fed and was currently taking a nap, everything seemed to be alright.

"So have we found out anything unusual about Arianna?" Malcolm asked as he studied the board.

He still couldn't quite understand how a woman like Arianna could have gotten herself put on this particular sequential killer's radar. The first two victims had been both been very different. One had been a waitress in a beat down diner and the other had been a mechanic in a downtown auto shop. By all accounts, she lived a relatively different life. Being a teacher in uptown and living in an apartment that had cleaning services and all.

However, that was the peculiar thing.

"Other than the fact that she was living in a brand new uptown apartment on a fourth grade teacher's salary, not much, not even how she got the apartment." Dani replied, "All the documents say is that the apartment was bought in her name and the buyer bought it with cash."

"Could it have been from a boyfriend?" JT inquired.

Malcolm shook his head, "She didn't have one. Barely anything in that apartment other than Isabella's nursery suggested the personal touch."

"Bright's right." Gil nodded his head, "Judging by ads for the apartment complex, Arianna hasn't changed much about the decor inside. Save for a few pictures of her parents and Isabella over the fireplace."

"No way she could have afforded a place like that." JT said as he flipped through an old ad brochure of the apartment, "Even if we didn't have the twins, there's no way me and Tally would be able to afford this place."

Dani raised her eyebrows, "Are these places really that expensive?"

Malcolm nodded, "Oh yes, I remember Mother tried to bribe me with one of those apartments. Never saw the appeal; it was too... clean cut."

Dani smirked, "I'm guessing it didn't work."

He smirked back, "Do you see me living in that building? Instead I live in an apartment that my mother threatens to turn into a Panera every other day." He looked back to the board, "You know... she may not have had a boyfriend but if we can figure out who bought her that apartment then we might be able to figure out if there's a connection between the apartment and the killer."

"Good call." JT nodded in agreement, "There has to be connection there but what about the whole corset thing?"

"First we need to find the corset that killed her."

"Luckily for us, that apartment building gets its trash taken every other Friday so we can go check their dumpster."

Just then, they heard tiny sobs and hiccups coming from them. Their heads all turned to the stroller as Malcolm walked over and lifted the roof of the stroller slightly as Gil flipped the board to hide the gruesome photos of Arianna.

"Hey..." Malcolm whispered, "What's wrong?"

Isabella just hiccupped again as she held out her arms to Malcolm. He picked her up out of her seat as her tiny hands grasped the fabric of his suit jacket. However it wasn't long until Isabella started hitting him and kicking her legs. Her sobs only got louder as tears started streaming down her face again.

"Isabella-" Malcolm was only cut off by her crying and that she started hitting his face. If she wasn't so tiny, it might have hurt him.

He tried gently shushing the baby and Dani was the first to notice the look of panic that slowly crept onto Malcolm's face, "Bright-"

"I don't know what I did wrong!" Malcolm started with worry in his voice, "I-I fed her right a-and she doesn't need to be changed. She was just taking a nap-"

"Hey." Dani interjected, raising her voice slightly to be heard over the cries that just kept getting louder, "You didn't do anything wrong. It's probably just the same thing that happened this morning." She walked over and tried to help him keep Isabella from falling out of his arms, "She's somewhere she doesn't really recognize. She's probably just scared."

Then it hit him, "Do we have any of Arianna's personal effects?" Malcolm asked over Isabella's screaming.

Dani furrowed her brows, "What?"

"A jacket, a shirt, something soft that belonged to her."

"We have a scarf." JT said, holding up a light blue scarf with pastel pink flowers embroidered on it.

"That'll do!" Malcolm exclaimed as he snatched the scarf out of the detective's hands. He looked down at Isabella as he held the scarf close to her and gently tried to shush her.

She kept crying and Malcolm silently wondered if this had been a dumb idea until he felt Isabella move to reach for the piece of clothing. Her screaming cries began to subside into quiet sobs as she held the scarf close. Her tiny fist gripped the soft garment as she began to whimper and settle down.

That's when it clicked for Malcolm as he let out a defeated sigh. She just wanted her mother but her mother wasn't coming back. What's worse is that there was nothing he or anybody else could do about it. He just let the little girl rest her head on his shoulder as she began to calm down.

"She's starting to realize that her mom's not around, isn't she?" JT asked, seemingly the only one who could bring himself to speak after Isabella's little scene.

Before Malcolm could respond, he heard a shrill voice coming from outside the conference room. "Malcolm! You have some explaining to do!"

He cringed at the sound of his mother's voice. He looked down at Isabella who had stuffed part of the scarf along with her own hand in her mouth and was chewing on it, "You don't think she noticed the crib, do you?" Isabella just used her other arm and patted his head, "Yeah, it was dumb to think she wouldn't."

He gave an apologetic look to Gil but the older man just waved his hand, "Go explain things to your mother. The quicker she understands, the quicker we can get back to work."

Malcolm nodded as he walked out of the boardroom.

JT then turned his head to Dani with a raised eyebrow and an amused smirk, "So... you were at Bright's place this morning?"

"Shut up."Dani glared.

"I'm just surprised. Bright doesn't really seem like your type."JT chuckled, "Didn't think you even liked his skinny ass."

Dani turned her head to Gil who seemed a little too amused by this, "Gil, if I killed JT right now, would you still arrest me?"

"I don't know Powell," The older man grinned, "He is just asking an innocent question."

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Malcolm found his mother waiting by a desk, tapping her designer heel on the floor. Her brows were furrowed in annoyance and her arms were crossed across her chest. Malcolm sighed and tried to put on a fake smile, "Mother-"

"Malcolm, you lied to me."

"Now Mother-"

"You say that you're not hiding anything from me but when I went to your apartment, there was a crib, baby supplies and stuffed animals which I am certain were not there a few days ago."

"Mother-"

"I've been trying to give you your space but keeping something," She gestured to Isabella, "Like this from me-"

"Mother! Will you listen?"

Jessica let out an exasperated sigh, "Go ahead."

Malcolm adjusted the way he was holding Isabella when she started kicking her feet, "I wasn't lying when I told you Isabella isn't my daughter." Jessica opened to mouth to respond but when she saw the scarf Isabella was chewing on and that her little face was a little puffy, the older woman stayed quiet. "There wasn't any room for Isabella in any nearby foster homes so I was volunteered to take care of her."

"You didn't refuse?"

"I was hesitant..." Malcolm smiled when the baby girl started grinning through the floral scarf she was gripping with her tiny hands, "But other than a few minor hiccups, she hasn't been much trouble."

Jessica's face softened. She may have come off a bit harsh but she had been genuinely offended thinking that Malcolm would hide a grandchild from her. She noticed the baby blinking at her with her wide blue eyes for a moment when suddenly, Isabella shot out an arm in Jessica's direction. The older woman froze for a moment.

Isabella started to whine when she wasn't able to get closer. Malcolm chuckled as he held out the baby to his mother, "I think Isabella would like to say hi."

Jessica gingerly took Isabella in her arms, keeping a hand on the baby's back to keep her upright. Isabella giggled as she lightly patted the older woman's face with one hand and kept a death grip on Arianna's scarf with the other.

"Hello..." Jessica cooed as the baby gurgled at her. She noticed the baby's red face and tear-stained cheeks, "Have you been crying?"

Malcolm nodded, "We're guessing that she's becoming aware of her mother not being around."

"Oh dear..." She continued to gush over the little girl who suddenly found Jessica's sparkling gold necklace very interesting, "A lady as beautiful as you should not be crying. It's not worth the headache you get afterwards."

An idea occurred to Malcolm, "Would you be willing to look after her for the day?"

Jessica raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"That's actually not a bad idea." Gil said as he walked out of the conference room with a slight grin. "I was wondering why it was taking so long."

Malcolm gave a sheepish grin, "Gil, I-"

"No worries. I could tell that you were explaining our little predicament." The older man looked to Jessica, "It actually would be a big help if you could watch Isabella for a few hours so we can go out into the field. Talk to some suspects and it's probably best we don't have a baby with us."

Jessica looked down at the baby in her arms and when Isabella looked up at her with her big blue eyes and toothless grin... she just couldn't find it in herself to hand her back. "Alright..." She adjusted the baby so Isabella was sitting on her hip, "But only if I'm allowed to take this little angel on a shopping spree."

Malcolm raised his hands in defense as Gil went to get Isabella's stroller, "As long as she's fed and changed when she needs it, you can have her until we're done for the day."

Gil returned with the stroller, "We need to figure out who bought Arianna that apartment."

"What apartment?" Jessica asked as she placed Isabella into the stroller.

"That apartment complex you tried to bribe me with a few years ago. Isabella's mother lived in that building but it's more than likely someone bought it for her." Malcolm responded.

"The apartment complex uptown? Every home fully furnished?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah..." Gil furrowed his brows.

"I know exactly who bought the apartments there."

So... I'm back... *awkwardly waves* Hi guys.

I had writer's block for the longest time and I'm sorry this chapter is kind of short but this is one of those chapters I kind of had to get through in order to get to the good stuff.

I hope I did the characters justice and I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.

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I promise it won't take so long for the next chapter to come out and I hope you guys are still interested in seeing where this story goes 3