Ash and the Spellingg Bee

Poisoned?

I ended up being taken into the chief of police station with Shawn and Gus. I was quickly told who was who before Shawn sat down in one of the chairs and I stood next to Gus while the people Lassie and Juliet stood to the side while Vick was sitting in her chair.
"Poisoned?" Vick questioned since Shawn was having a 'vision' as he called them.
"I feel somebody poisoned his food. There is a... Styrofoam container...yes, and a...'Happiness is a golden poem'. What?" He told before he imitated a cracking noise. "Fortune cookie."
"This is ridiculous." Lassie told
"Is it?" Juliet asked.
"Mr. Spencer, what we have now points to a medical condition, not murder. All appearances show Mr. Cavanaugh having an anaphylactic reaction."
"Just because it looks like a fish and smells like a fish doesn't mean it's a fish." I told
"Ok who the hell is she?" Lassie asked and I instantly wanted to punch him.
"Oh right. This is our friend Ashley Harper, she's a private detective." Shawn told making me give a small wave, before Gus cut in to go back to what we were talking about just before.
"Not to be out of line, but that could be triggered by several types of poisons, or altered medications." He told
"Or shellfish, which he was allergic to." Lassie stated making me lean down to whisper into Shawns ear.
"Can I punch him or is that a no?" I questioned making him smile.
"As much as I wish to see that, best not to." He whispered back making me stand straight up as Vick sat down.
"Those results will show up in the toxicology report, which we will have a copy of in approximately two weeks."
"No, no, no! That'll be too late. All the contestants will have gone..." he told as he stood up and winced from the pain making me quickly grab ahold of him. "Home. You won't be able to finish a real investigation. Chief, I...I sense this. Something got out of control, and the perpetrator was willing to kill to cover it up."
"What proof do you have?" She asked and I knew he was hesitate to answer.
"Only what I feel."
"Why are you still listening to this crap?" Lassie exclaimed making Shawn grab my wrist to stop me from doing anything.
"Dude, what is your glitch?" Shawn yelled back.
"You. You're my 'glitch'." He told
"I suggest you shut the fuck up mate. 'Cause you're messin' with the wrong gals family and I am not afraid of no po-po!"
"She didn't have an accent before." Juliet stated.
"She hides it, but it comes out more when she's mad." Gus told as he stood between me and the dick of a cop, who turned to Vick.
"Look, he got nowhere with his little inhaler assignment, and then he tells the media that we had a murder scene! Cut him loose, Karen!" He exclaimed making her glare at him. "I mean, do whatever you think is best...Chief."
"Mr. Cavanaugh was going to make an announcement. What about that?" Gus questioned.
"The Director said he'd spoken of retiring." Juliet told.
"That's not what he was going to say." Shawn stated
"Oh, you know?" Lassie asked
"I know."
"Why the fuck would he announce his retirement half way through the contest? That's something you do at the start or end never in the middle. Especially since the focus is meant to be on the offsprings and how well they spell."
"Why are you wearing a long sleeve on this weather?" Juliet asked
"Grew up in Vegas so I'm used to the heat. Let's not focus on that right now."
"Got something to hide?" Lassie asked
"Just so you know I hate the government and cops. So I ain't afraid to punch the lights outta ya." I told before Vick cut in.
"Mr. Spencer, I asked you to check in about the inhaler incident." She told before standing up. "If you or your partner have anything about that, I'd be happy to hear about it. Otherwise..."
The boys gave each other a look which I knew they didn't just yet.
'Crap.'
"Should you be standing on your feet?"
"Why?" She asked slightly annoyed.
"Just cause your pregnant and I know that for many people, your feet swell and it hurts a lot."
"How the hell do you know her?" She asked the boys.
"Childhood best friends." We all told as one.
We soon left the office after that and made our way towards the exit.
"You know this place hasn't changed one bit." I stated.
"We've got to get back into the Spellmaster's room." Shawn told ignoring what I said.
'Typical.'
"You're serious?" Gus questioned making me nod.
"Pretty sure he is dead serious, Guster." I stated
"Gus, the killer was there. There's got to be some other piece of evidence inside."
"And you guys have an in already."
"We do?" They both asked making us stop.
"Yeah. Me.... or rather, Ashlyn Monroe."
"Perks of being famous." They told as one.
"I'm driving."