It's starting to get all full of the case. What do you think? Do you guys want more of the case or do you want more personal stuff? I'm trying give you guys a bit of both.
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Half Past Now
A few minutes later Riley and Greg sat on either side of a layout table as Riley briefed Greg about the evidence she'd gleaned that morning. "Really I didn't find much, I was hoping to have found a bit more. I did find out where he worked. He showed up to work yesterday morning and was there until lunch. He didn't come back after that."
"It's not like him to miss work," Greg commented. "So, I guess that helps us narrow down a TOD?"
"Well we know he was last seen alive by his secretary, Hillary Scavo, at half past Eleven yesterday morning," Riley commented. "We also know that she said he wasn't acting weirdly at all. According to Hillary he would have told her if something had been up he would have told her."
"You think they were having an affair?" Greg asked, unsure about Riley's tone. "I'm not sure I'm ready to believe that one."
"I wasn't implying that," Riley stated flatly. "I'm just saying, nobody noticed anything up before he didn't come back to work."
"Well," Greg mentioned slowly. "Then maybe if we figure out where he went at lunch we can figure out what he was doing when he was murdered."
"That's not a bad idea," Riley agreed. She grabbed the file and flipped it open to a page full of contact info. "A guy named Louis Redman said that he was supposed to have lunch with Marty, but he never showed. Maybe we ought to start with him?"
"Good idea," Greg told her. "Thanks Riley."
"Greg," she stopped him on his way out. "I'm gonna try my hardest with this one. I know how tough it is to see someone you know on the autopsy table. It really sucks."
"Thanks," he said again, trying to offer her a smile.
Greg made his way out of the layout room to the break room. He flopped down on the couch in there and sighed. He was both physically and emotionally exhausted. His day had drained him completely and he still had an entire shift left to get through. He grabbed his phone and typed a quick text to Nick, asking how his shift was going.
"It's going." Nick responded.
"You want to get breakfast after shift?" Greg asked him, typing eagerly on his phone.
"Yes," Nick answered. Greg couldn't help but laugh a little, he hadn't expected Nick to seem so eager.
"Good." Greg told him back, texting playfully. He had the first real smile on his face that he'd had since that morning.
"You okay?" Nick asked him, Greg had hoped that he wouldn't ask but he knew Nick well enough to know that he would.
"I will be," he texted back. Before Nick had a chance to respond he sent another message. "As long as I've got that breakfast to look forward to."
"It's a date."