Today a famous sports team and a successful politician were arriving in New York which of course meant lots of police "We've been walking around for hours. I've had more smoke blown in my face than a chain smoker" detective Hayes complained exhausted "don't tell me you're missing Jersey now" Flack, her partner joked "Well I had good lungs until I came here" she smiled *bang bang* the sound of gunshots rang through their ears. their instincts of course led them to draw their guns and follow the shots while pedestrians ran away. they found a Body of a forty-year-old man "Detective Flack. Body found in the alley way of Madison avenue" Flack called it in. There was a rummage amongst some garbage cans that made them jump. A man ran from behind the cans into the busy street. Jac followed him running on her feet. He knocked over a fruit store and she tripped on some apples "Owww!" she screamed holding her ankle "Jac!" Flack ran over to his partner who was in clear agony "Go back to the victim It'll cause doubt in court after we find this son of a bitch" "There's some uni's there. I'm not going anywhere" Flack reassured
"Hey I heard you had an accident this morning" Mac said to Jac in the lab "Yeah. I hate Apples now" "Are you ok?" "Yeah just hurt my ankle but I'm ok" "Are you sure you don't want to go home? Get some rest?" "Yeah Mac I'm good"
Jac worked on the victim's phone. He had a fitness app that tracked his steps, movement and location. "Hey Jac" Adam ross said "Hey Adam" Jac responded. Adam and Jac had grown close friends. "The ballistics of the gun that shot your vic came back" he said handing her a file "He was shot with his own gun?" "Yup"
Jac and Flack went to the victims last location before he got shot. A middle aged woman opened the door and invited them in without them showing their badges. "What the hell is this" Flack questioned upon seeing groups of couples participating in something that could never be described "It's a cuddling group session. It's for couples who need help in their relationship. Nothing sexual just cuddling" the woman explained "And why?" Is all Jac could say "It's a counselling experiment" "okay and do you know this man?" Jac showed the picture of the deceased victim "Yes that's Thomas Mueller. He and his wife, Julianna, come in regularly" "Thank you for your…Help" "Do you two want to book a session? You seem tense" "Us? No, no we're not no" Jac said laughing it off "Thank you for your time" Flack laughed as well.
Jac slowly knocked on the victim's door. She hated this part of the job. "May I help you?" The forty something year old with long brown hair answered "Is this the home of Thomas Mueller?" "Yes. I'm his wife. What's wrong? Has something happened?" "We're sorry to tell you but we found your husband's body this morning" Jac said watching the woman cry in shock. "was there any problems in your marriage?" Flack asked her once she had stopped crying "No" "Are you sure? We found evidence that you visited a couple cuddling therapy" Jac said confused "Okay we had some problems but we were working through it" "Do you mind if I ask what the problems were about?" "He worked. A lot" "What did he do?" "He was a property developer" she started crying again "Again we are so sorry" I sympathetically said. "I don't mean to be rude but my son is coming home soon and I don't want the police to be here" "Of course Mrs Mueller"
"We know the victim was killed by his own gun and they were having marriage troubles" Flack said but Jac disagreed with his premature judgement "That doesn't mean she's guilty." "In this case? Yeah it does"
"Hey Jac I went through the victim's phone like you asked and he called a number 2 hours before he died and well I googled it and her name is Prissy and yes she's a hooker"
"Hey you don?" The woman in a short blue dress asked Detective Flack "Yeah are you prissy?" "Yes I am. So you wanna get out of here?" "Sure"
"My friend told me about you. Thomas Mueller" "Oh sure Tommy. How's he doin" "Dead" Jac said appearing from a shadow. "What are you guys cops or something?" "Homicide detectives actually" Jac corrected her.
"We know Thomas saw you a few hours before he died" Jac said to the young woman "Yeah? That don't mean I killed him" "When did you and Thomas start seeing each other?" Flack question "A few months ago. He talked a lot. Mostly about his wife and his disobedient son" "His son?" "Yeah Tommy was always going on about him and not in the good fatherly way. His son hated him. So can I go now?" "No you're under arrest for prostitution"
"It would make sense that the son killed him considering he was killed by his own gun" Flack said "Yeah I guess"
"Hi officer. How may my son help you?" Mrs Mueller questioned with her 17 year old son, Ryan, "We just have some questions that's all"
"So Ryan we checked your social media you seem to love going on rants about your father" Jac said "My dad could be a hard ass sometimes" "Is that why you killed him" Flack harshly accused "What?" The mother and son said shocked "I think what detective Flack meant to say was where were you when your father was killed?" "Are you seriously accusing my son of killing his father? Come on Ryan we're coming home" The mother said dragging her son away.
"Thanks for blowing it" Jac bickered "Me? You never would have asked if it wasn't for me!" "That is not true" Jac rolled her eyes heading back to the Lab.
Whenever Jaqueline was angry she'd fire a gun. She remembered she hadn't gotten around to testing out the murder weapon. She almost didn't realise that the gun had skin in the cylinder
"Hey Flack yeah it's me Jac. I've found something"
"You said you found something?" Flack asked walking into the clean lab "Yes I found a skin particle in the cylinder of the murder weapon" "And?" "Well I ran it through CODIS and got no hits" "Did you run it against the victim's DNA to see if it was his son?" "No because I don't feel like we have enough reason" "When we saw him he was wearing gloves" "It's winter in New York!" "Jac you're my partner so I'm not going to go Mac but you have to run it against a suspect in a murder investigation. You know that" "Yeah it's just I don't get how someone can kill their own father" "It's hard to think about" "When I was thirteen my dad's partner came to our door and my mom just fell to the ground it was like she knew. Those thirteen years were the best years of my life and I'd do anything to relive those years and to think that someone would take that for granted sickens me." "My dad died too and every time I work these cases it just feels so wrong" Jac always teared up at the thought of her father even after ten years. Jac wrapped her arms around Flacks waist and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders "Are you ok?" Flack asked "yeah I'm sorry that was inappropriate and I'll run the DNA now"
Jac exhaled her tears as she processed the DNA, luckily the DNA didn't come back to the son but it was also unfortunate because New York still had a killer on the loose.
"Hey Jac I ran the victims financials and he withdrew thirteen hundred dollars' the day he died from an ATM in Brooklyn" Flack informed her "Ok you head to the ATM and I'll see the vic's wife"
"Detective?" Mrs Mueller opened her door "Hi Ma'am, can I come in and ask you some questions?" "Are you going to accuse my son of murder again?" "No my partner was a little quick to judgement on that" "What do you want? I've got a funeral to plan" "Do you know why your husband withdrew thirteen hundred dollars from his bank account on Monday?" "Thirteen hundred dollars? No I have no idea" "Okay thank you for your time"
"Hey flack it's me Hayes the wife has no idea" "Well I think I do. The ATM is located around the corner from a street filled with hookers" "I think we need to have a chat with Prissy again"
"Hi Prissy how's your holding cell?" Jac smirked "I wouldn't be here if you weren't so jealous that your partner liked this" she gestured to her body "Okay. Where do you work prissy" "Is this another trick?" "See Tommy withdrew thirteen hundred dollars from an ATM just around the corner from a street where I bet if I showed your picture people would recognize you" "Thirteen hundred dollar? He only took thirteen?" "What do you mean only?" "Tommy was my favourite customer and I know everyone says that about everyone but with tommy I really mean it. He was caring and so nice. He was behind his last few payments but I didn't mind but my boss did" "We're going to need your bosses name" "No. He'll kill me" "I won't let that happen Prissy"
"Nick Dickson NYPD" Jac screamed as Flack knocked down the door. With a swat team behind them they arrested a murderer, several drug bosses and freed some hurt girls.
It was four pm in the afternoon of a cold winter New York Wednesday and Jacqueline was finally ready to head home after she had finished all her paper work "Heading home?" Mac asked "Yeah. I figured if I leave now I just might make it to my mom's for dinner" "How is she?" "she's doing great. You should come to. She'd love to see you again" "I would love to but I've got more work to do" "Maybe next time then. Bye mac" "Bye Jacqueline"