Jaylyn walked in on a rather strange conversation between Jo, Henry, and important looking man whom she didn’t recognize, though it was clear by the context the man was talking about her. “…It’s been two months, I’m afraid Ms. Carver has to be classified as dead not missing now.”
“Just give us a little more time.” Jo pleaded. “We can find her.”
Henry caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye and Jaylyn smirked as his eyes widened. The expression made her laugh. “Dr. Morgan, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Jaylyn!” Jo shouted before flashing the man a smug look. “Where have you been?”
“Recovering.” She replied simply. “Out of the City, you know, for safety reasons.”
“Well, we’re glad you made a full recovery.” Henry gave her a look that said she was in for a long line of questions later on.
Jaylyn nodded and turned to the man. “And who are you?”
“I’m Lieutenant Samuel Treen.” He replied and held out his hand for her to shake, she accepted it before letting go stiffly. “But you can just call me Lieutenant Treen.”
“Of course, and you must already know I’m Jaylyn Carver. May I ask what happened to Lieutenant Reece?”
“Unfortunately she was killing when some burning rubble collapsed on top of her. And, pardon me asking this is a bit random, but are you in any relation to the family that was murdered a few centuries ago?”
Jaylyn glanced at Henry before looking Samuel in the eyes. “I wouldn’t know if it happened centuries ago Lieutenant. In fact I never even met my grandparents or my mother. Why do you ask?”
“No reason, my family has always been rivals with one named Carver, the stories have been passed down over the years to us about how they were on opposite sides in a rebellion.”
“Funny.” Jaylyn said dryly. “I guess it’s a good thing this is the twenty first century, where people are judge by who they are not who their family was in the past.”
“Of course.” Lieutenant Treen grinned. “I hope we can break that blood feud, it isn’t good on anyone.”
Jaylyn gave him a fake smile. “Well we can only hope. Now I believe I have some things to catch up on.”
She walked off to the elevator Jo and Henry had gone down moments before and met them in the morgue where they were standing beside the body. “So what do we have?”
“A suicide.” Henry replied as he wrote something on a chart. “Nothing to investigate this time it seems.”
Jo got off her phone. “Hold that thought, I was just informed about a murder of an entire family in a house last night with a fire that was spreading across the lawn.”
“When was the call originally made?”
“The fire department put the flames out this morning and they just discovered the bodies when clearing the wreckage.”
Jaylyn followed them back to the elevator. “First day back and already there’s been a large killing, this should be fun.”
Jo gave her a concerned look. “Are you sure you’re up for this? After what happened?”
“Detective, I’ve never felt better. Besides the doctors made sure I was completely back to full health before I left.”
“Just let us know if you can’t handle this.”
Jaylyn rolled her eyes while they weren’t looking. “I was a therapist and a cop before, I know what to expect and what to do if I don’t think I can ‘handle’ it.”
Henry fell back beside her as they walked out of the building until Jo wouldn’t be able to hear him speak. “You took you’re time coming back.”
“So people keep saying.” Jaylyn muttered before speaking up. “It was different this time, it took me longer to come back.”
“Yet you still had time to get a hair cut?”
“I wasn’t sure if people thought I was dead. I was actually going to dye my hair and get colored contacts, even change my name, so I could stay here longer. Adam informed me that you only thought I was missing though so I came here instead.” Jaylyn explained.
“Hey hurry up, we can all catch up later.” Jo called as she got into a taxi and started telling the driver where they wanted to go.
“Come by the antique shop after work, I have more questions that would be best if non immortals didn’t hear.” Henry told.
Jaylyn caught up with them and the taxi driver drove off through the busy streets until they came to a would-be peaceful neighborhood if there weren’t fire trucks and cops cars lining the streets and swarming around the partially burned down house. They paid the cabby and walked towards the crime scene where Hanson spotted them and walked over to inform them of the situation.
“I’ve been to several houses, no one claims to have seen anyone break in or leave.” Hanson told them. “There was a scream reported from the same neighbor who called the fire department around one in the morning.”
“When did they find the bodies?” Jo asked.
“Around four a.m.”
Jaylyn walked around the front of the house to examine where the killer could have gotten in at, seeing nothing she turned back to Hanson. “Where exactly did the killer break in at?”
“Well, they think the back door. There was some blood on the handle from the murder victims.”
Henry led them across the blackened lawn and to the back of the house, and through the back door, which true to Hanson’s word, was covered in smears of blood. “Nothing seems damaged or bloody down here.”
“That’s because the bodies are upstairs.” Hanson grimaced as he remembered the scene from earlier. “You guys might want to brace yourself, it’s pretty messy when you get up there. Blood everywhere like a Pollock painting, everything seems to be done with a knife as well though we haven’t found the murder weapon or anything that looks like it was misplaced. Almost like the killer came in, murdered them randomly, and left… though I’m sure you can find a reason behind this Henry.”
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An Eternity of Hope
Fanfiction(Book 3 in An Eternity of series) Two months have passed since Lucas' attempts at gaining immortality. No one has seen any sign of him or Jaylyn since and everyone is starting to believe them to actually be dead. Not only that, but now that the NYPD...
