(Bechloe)Boston Police Homicide Department

Case 1 - Part 2 : Tiana Young

         "What's up, Benji?"Beca approached the man inside the track room.

"We have the girls identity. She's Tiana Bernadett Young, 12 years old, lives alone with her father Micheal Young, they live at Atlanta's Evergreen subdivision, she enter's Barden High, her last contact was her dad, if you're going to ask."Benji finished.

"Any other details?"Beca ask, before she went beside him.

"We have a witness who saw Tiana have a conversation with a man, probably our suspect... Ohh and by the way, Tiana's dad is at the division 1 Canteen. Waiting."He informed her, still typing frantically in his computer.

Beca sigh her tired sigh before she nodded. Without a word she made her way to the Division 1 canteen. Unaware of a ginger following her with quick strides as well.

"Mr. Michael Young?"She ask approaching a man who had bags under his eyes, holding a cup of what she presumed was green tea because of the visible cinnamon stick in his drink, before she sat down in front of him.

"Yes?"The man asked, a bit startled by her presence but nevertheless replied.

"I'm Detective Beca Mitchell of Division 1 Homicide Department,I--"Beca was cut off by Chloe, who magically appeared beside her.

"And I'm Dr. Chloe Beale, Chief Medical Examiner of Division 1 Homicide department, we would like to know some few things about your daughter, at the interrogating room, If that's okay?"She asked ahead of the brunette, earning a glare from Beca as she stood up.

"Sure..."He responded with life empty from his tone, standing up he let them lead the way to the interrogating room, leaving his cup of tea and piece of toast on the table he last occupied.

"Way to steal the spotlight, Ginger."Beca grumbled, complaining about the fact that she was once again interjected and she can't do shit about it.

"Not my problem, you're too slow, that's why."Chloe teased earning her a shove from her midget friend.

"Erny, open up."Beca command as she gave three heavy knocks on the door.

"Please..."Chloe chimed with a smile, the guard mirror the action as he opened the door for them.

Once inside. "Way too polite, Beale, way too polite." Beca told the ginger, shaking her head. 

Beca motioned for the seat across from her to the man and he gingerly took it, Chloe opting to stand behind Beca as the girl took her seat, "So is there anything informative we can get from you, sir?"

"What she meant is that,can we ask how'd you know your daughter was kidnapped?"Chloe asked a lot more politely that her brunette counterpart, earning a smile from the man and a glare from Beca who only slumped on her seat and left the ginger to do her job for her.

"I called my daughter around 3:38 in the afternoon, she told me she'll be home at exactly 4 but its already 4:20 and she isn't home still, I went to ask neighbours if they saw my daughter pass by or if they saw her at all, they said they didn't, I'm as worried as anyone could be because just three house away, there's a house where an ex-convict lives, he was convicted for abduction  and rape, I went to his house to see if there was anything fishy but he was too irritated to see me, and I guessed he was having a meal because he was still chewing when he opened the door for me so after I asked the same question I asked everyone, I left him to continue his business, I called the cops that afternoon and asked them to search his house, but they told me there was no sign of my daughter or anyone aside from him, then a neighbour came to console me that night, she told me that she didn't want to be the next victim and so kept quite, she told me that she saw Mr. Adams talk to my daughter along the sidewalk, she saw him push her in his house and that my daughter obliged warily."He finish,tears was already streaming down his cheeks no matter how much he tried to not cry.