Sorry for my sucky absence. Haven't felt like writing much lately but you can have this as a Christmas present. Enjoy and merry balls.
Jane entered the bullpen to find a frantic Korsak shuffling through paperwork on his desk. A light sheen of sweat covered his reddened face. Jane looked on in confusion as her happy mood from her morning shower with Maura suddenly started to seep from her bones, turning into a dreaded worry, knowing that today was going to be a long and exhausting day. She moved over to Korsak's desk and coughed, bringing the Sergeant Detectiveout of his focused mumblings "What's going on, Korsak? Did we figure out who those Jane doe's are or did we get a lead?"
Korsak looked up with a tired sigh, he had only been in work for 30 minutes and already he was overloaded with work, willing the day to end "The first victim's husband came down to the station after seeing her picture on the news, the second doe's mother is here too, Frankie is talking to her now. They are in the interview rooms." Korsak stood from his desk and move to the board they had created on the victims. "We have no leads as of yet but we do have identities now. The first victim found at the shopping mall, her name is Emily Johnson, aged 25, a bank manager. Her husband Robert is waiting for you in interview room 1. The woman discovered at the park is named Ava Harris, aged 22. She was a student working part time at a café. Frankie is currently talking to her mother." Korsak moved back to his desk and shuffled the papers around a little more before producing a small folder, he handed it to Jane who nodded, flipped through the folder quickly and stomped off to the interview room.
"Mr Johnson? I'm sorry for your loss" Jane sat down opposite the blubbering husband whose head shot up at the sound of the gruff voice. He rubbed his hands over his face and coughed, offering a small smile in return. Jane asked the usual personal questions that she already knew the answer to from the file. She watched the husband with cautious eyes as he hadn't been ruled out as a suspect yet. The brunette detective questioned what his wife had been doing in the hours before her death but he provided no insight. He claimed to have been working the hours before his wife's disappearance and hadn't reported her missing yet because she had left for work before he returned home, when he eventually finished work and went straight home to bed and he wouldn't have heard from her until she got home from work later that night. The only reason he knew something had happened to her was because of the news report. Jane decided she would get no useful information from him in accordance to his wife's death so sent him home.
Jane flopped down into her chair behind her desk and wrote a few extra notes in the folder. She looked up to find Frankie escorting an older looking woman to the elevator before he made his way back into the bullpen and flopped down, much the same way his sister did, on the edge of her desk.
"Anything useful?" Frankie shook his head, handing Jane the folder he was currently holding.
"She had no idea what her daughter was doing before her disappearance but when the daughter missed their weekly phone call, the mother knew something was wrong, reported it to missing persons and they got in contact with us. The mother says she has no enemies and no boyfriend. She is staying in an apartment near her college."
"The husband says he was working before his wife went missing and then went home to sleep when she should have been working so didn't know she had gone missing until seeing her picture on the news. Let's get his story checked out." Jane handed Frankie a piece of paper with the information of the husband's job. He bounced off the table, gliding away to confirm the story.
The silent vibrations of Jane's phone brought her out of her reverie of Maura. She lifted it from her place on her hip and sighed as she answered it "Rizzoli."
Jane pulled the car to a stop and climbed out. She ran her dexterous fingers through her unruly locks, pulling it back into a ponytail. She trudged up the steps of the public library, taking a deep breath to prepare herself for what she was about to see and entered the cool, immaculately kept building. Following the abundant number of cops and the foul smell, Jane found an ever impeccably dressed and gracious medical examiner, expertly manoeuvring around the dead body of a young girl around the same age with similar features to the two woman whose case she was currently working. Making her way over to the doctor and her other colleagues, she took in the sights around her.
"Her throat slit and displayed in a similar way to the other victims. I guess the cases are related and we are now looking for a serial killer? I assume there is no I.D either?"
Korsak shook his head and Maura climbed down from the ladder she was currently perched on.
"I cannot confirm that the deceased was killed in the same way or by the same person as our other two victims until I do an autopsy."
Jane grinned, her eyes trained on her beautiful girlfriend. "Well then doctor, I believe you have some work to do"
After eating some lunch, Jane made her way back to the precinct, Frankie found Jane as soon as she arrived with the confirmation of the husband's story. He filled her in on the way up to the precinct. "So we can rule him out. Do we have any other suspects? Is there any place their paths crossed? Do they use the same shops? Run in the same parks? Anything at all?"
Frankie shook his head "We haven't found a single connection between the two yet. Their regular routines don't match, they don't come within five miles of each other so we don't know how they are connected."
"Maybe they're not connected. Maybe this is just random killings, which makes this so much harder."
"Or maybe they're not even the same killer." Maura had entered the bullpen unnoticed and moved over to perch herself on Jane's desk, her hand resting on top of Jane's. "I've just finished the autopsy and then revisited the other two autopsies. It would appear there are some inconsistencies."
Jane and Frankie both had identical questioning looks. Jane's mind reeled with confusion. "You mean the murders aren't related? But the crime scenes looked the same. I think I need to revisit them."
Maura squeezed Jane's hand to quieten her whirring thoughts. "I didn't say any of that, Jane. The killings are very similar but a different blade was used to cut the second victims throat and the she also had a deeper wound. These could have been explained by a suspect still experimenting with the most efficient method of killing, however the autopsy of our latest victim shows exactly the same results as the first. Either the killer has gone back to the first method and weapon or there are two killers."
Jane nodded along, taking in everything Maura was saying, she hoped that the Medical Examiner was wrong but she would work on this aspect "Ok so maybe there are two or more killer working together. That would explain how the first victim was hanging over the banister of the shopping mall and how the victims are in different areas, maybe the killers live in different areas and they take turns choosing a victim. Let's keep that as a strong possibility and look into that idea. Thanks, Maura."