I was passed out on my couch when my dog came over and licked me awake. I swear, that dog hates me, because he bit my nose, too.
I swat his muzzle, saying, "Rover! No, boy!" Rover whines and backs down. Good dog, I think. I hear my phone ringing. I pick it up and say, "Whassup?" I know I made a mistake when I hear my new boss's voice.
"Detective Johnson. Get down here, you're half an hour late," then she hangs up.
I groan and slap on a tee-shirt and sweat pants. Then I drive my car to the Precinct. I see my new co-workers, whom I have nicknamed.
Hansen is Bad Cop, Lily is Goody Two Shoes, and Rousseau is Illuminati. As you can tell, I put a lot of thought into those names. I almost switched Bad Cop's and Illuminati's nicknames. I had to look up what Illuminati meant, and it seems perfect for that smart-mouth.
I look at the computer Bad Cop is using. He's typing like crazy. I sit on my desk. "Have you written on your precious board yet?" I scoff. He replies, still typing, with the glare that earned him his nickname.
"Woah, back off, dude! I'm just kidding," I say defensively, holding my hands up in the air before I realize that he's not even listening to me.
I look away until Goody Two Shoes calls my name. "Rory! We got a new lead!"
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The Dark Alley on Brooklyn Avenue
Misterio / SuspensoNew NYPD homicide detectives Bianca Jane Rousseau, Lily Arenello, Conor Hansen, and Landon Johnson each received a call on a seemingly normal morning. They have been put on the case of the murder of a woman who is more than what she seems with a med...
