Hfd 3.

Thanks for reading and following this story. I know, haven't updated it for a long time but I was busy with school, my life… But anyway, here's a new chapter!

'Hey Linds, found anything?' Mac walks into the lab, where Lindsay is busy examining the blood found on the knife.

'It was animal blood, probably from a dog. Which could make sense, because our vic had a dog. They found it in his house, it was dead, probably stabbed.'

'They killed the dog to?'

'Yeah, they brought it in just a few minutes ago. Sid is going to perform an autopsies on it.'

'Anything else?'

'No, the killer looks really precise.'

'Come on! You are police officers! We have to find more. Just a bit of dog blood won't help us.'

Mac walks off, leaving a perplexed Lindsay. Danny walks in as Mac walks out.

'What happened?' He asks Lindsay with a frown.

'I have no idea. I told him we didn't found anything else and that the killer was precise. Then he went mad at me.'

'Mac is just upset because it happened in his office and he has no idea how the killer or the vic came in. They aren't seen on the videotape and it hasn't been of or sabotaged.'

'Unless…' Lindsay looks at Danny. Danny looks at her, questioning.

'I have to go to Adam. I have an idea.' Lindsay walks of.

'Thanks for sharing!' Danny calls her after.

Flack and Alexis arrived at the shop.

'Ahh, this is heaven!' Alexis says, looking at all the dresses, skirts and shirts. Flack looks at a price tag.

'Never known heaven was so expensive.'

'A girl can have her dreams, can't she?'

Flack smiles and shakes his head. He liked her. She was pretty, smart and had a strong opinion. He looked at her long, slim legs and her 6 inch heels. Alexis turned around. Flack quickly looked away, feeling a bit caught.

'Let's go, ask who had the money to buy this amazing clothes.'

Flack walks after her when she walks towards the counter. Behind it stands a woman, looking posh.

'Hello, we're here to ask some question about the persons that bought the pink silk coat.'

Alexis and Flack show their badges. The woman looks at them for a moment and sighs.

'They are in the sales for 5 days now, and they've been bought by 12 women. What else do you wanna know.'

'We would like a list of those women.'

'I'm sorry, but then I need an endorsement from them. '

'I don't think that's necessary in a homicide. And we can get a warrant in an hour.'

The woman ticks something in on her computer and a few minutes later a list of the clients rolls out of the printer.

'Here you go.'

'Well, that wasn't that hard, was it? We're going to investigate this and will be in touch with you later.'

Flack and Alexis walk out of the shop.

'Why did you let me handle this? You haven't said a word in that shop!'

'Just wanted to check if you're good at interrogating.'

'Did I passed the test?'

'Yeah, I guess it was fine.' He smiles. 'But I'm starving. Let's go and eat something.'

'Oh, I know this lovely place. Let me drive.'

She climbs in the driver's seat. Flack sits next to her. She drives a little wild, and Flack holds himself to the seat. When she stops the car and gets out of the seat, Flack looks relieved.

'Where you scared, detective Flack?'

'Me? Scared? No, just for getting a fine. Well, where's that lovely place you were talking about?'

'Just walk on, we're almost there.' She stops for a small café, and walks in.

'Here? Seriously? It looks like, I don't know…'

'You're calling yourself an investigator, well, investigate this then! They make lovely food, I come here almost every week.'

She walks in and throws her bag on a chair in the corner of the room, which is filled with round tables and chairs. French music plays in the background. As Flack looks at the menu, he sees it's in French to. When he turns around to Alexis, He sees she leans forward over the bar that's in the middle of the room. He sees her waving and a second later a small, fat man walks out from behind.

'Salut Pierre. C'est tellement agréable de vous revoir! Ça va?' (Hey Pierre. It's so nice to see you again. How are you ?)

'Ça va, Ça va. Ravi de vous revoir. Qui est ton ami?' (I'm fine, I'm fine. Good to see you again. Who is your friend ?)

'Il appelles Donald Flack. Il est mon collègue à la police de New York.' (His name is Donald Flack. He's my colleague at the NYPD)

They talk along while Alexis orders two dishes. Flack sits in the corner, questioning what the hell they're talking about. After a little while Alexis walks to him with two plats full of food, and a baguette and two cups of coffee. Her hands are so full, Flack is afraid everything will fall on the ground, but everything stands on the table in a few seconds without even a drop spilled.

'You keep surprising me today.'

'Why am I surprising you?'

'Well, you're not the standard police type.'

'What is the standard police type according to you then?'

'Well, mostly they don't wear killer heels, eat in little French restaurants and… I don't know, you're right. But I didn't knew you spoke French?'

'Haven't you read my file then? I'll give you a spoiler. My name is Marina Angeliqa Marguiretta Tomlinson, but my mom liked the name Alexis better when we went to London. I was born in France, lived there till I was 8, moved to England, and when I was 18 I moved to New York. My mom still lives in England, have no clue where dad is. The rest you can read in my file.'

'What is your name again?'

'It's a French thing. Don't bother, no one remembers.'

'We should eat. What have you ordered me?'

'Just a sandwich with cheese. I think you'll like it.'

'I'm getting a sandwich and you're gonna eat all of that? I wonder how you stay that slim.'

'Thank you. I sport every day and this job makes me run around even more. Like your sandwich?'

'Yes, but what is it?'

'It's a French cheese, made of fungi.'

'Seriously?'

'You said you liked it.' Alexis got a beep on her phone.

'We have to go back to the lab. Adam found something on the list we sent.'

She takes her coffee and walks out, Flack right behind her.

'Adam, I know you're busy but…'

'Mather of fact Linds, I just finished this list so I can help you if you want.'

'Yes, thanks. I thought, we've searched if our vic walked in, but only around the time of his death. Maybe he was here a lot longer. Check the recordings from the whole day.'

'That's gonna take me ages! Wanna help? Please, please?'

'Okay, okay I'll help you. Now slide on.'

Lindsay and Adam sit in his office, checking all recordings, to see if the vic was in the building.

After searching through the recordings, Lindsay jumps op.

'There, that's our vic, you see?'

'You're right! He already came in this building at 2 pm. That's more than 10 hours before he was killed.'

'Someone most have seen him. I ask Mac if we can question all people who were in the lab yesterday.'

As Lindsay walks out, Alexis walks in.

'Hi Adam.'

'Hello Marina.'

'Seriously? Read my file, didn't you?'

'Yep, and I've heard you were from France.'

'I've heard you weren't. What have you got on that list?'

'Oh, right. It's been bought by 12 women. They looked all really normal, but rich women. Till I saw this. It's been bought by Sharon Jackson. Who's the best? Adam! Whadup!'

Alexis raises her eyebrows and shakes her head.

'Sharon Jackson. I know her from somewhere.' Alexis looks thinking.

'Maybe you met her. She works here.' Mac walks into Adam's office.

'I met Lindsay, she told me you found out something.

'Yep, we do.' Alexis says, before Adam even had the change to open his mouth.

'The jackets were bought by normal woman, 'till Adam found this. One of the people of this lab bought one. Never possible she could've paid it with her normal salary.'

'Her name?'

'Sharon Jackson.'

'She called in sick this morning. Find her and question all labtechs.'

'All?' Alexis looks around the lab. There are at least 50 of them, and who knows how many there were this morning.

'Yes. I'll contact the rest of the team to help you.'

Mac walks out of the office.

'Adam, is Mac always this cold and professional, or only to me?'

'Well, he ain't really the huggy kind of person. And he thinks it's suspicious you came here the day a dead man was found in his office. Let's say it this way. As it comes to Mac, you have to gain his trust, you won't just get it.'