T-Squad-Origin

Chapter 19: From the East

Sirens and multiple bodies had occupied the once quiet streets of New Port. 

A body had been found...

People pilled about the yellow tape in macabre wonder of this disturbing sight, the victim's body was dried because of a gaping hole in the right side of their neck. It was just a local man who was well known in the area, even favored amongst his neighbors. 

From one of the vehicles of authority exited a woman of strong build. Between her fingers the lung killer itself was lit brightly, burning in a deep crimson once she caught another pull of it. 

"So I need you to explain what we're dealing with." She looked at her partner. "You got the full detail, Wayne?"

Compared to her he was a bit shorter and the confidence within her voice can always dwarf his.

"Y...Yes Ms. Suzanne." He stammered.

 "Ease off the Miss." Suzanne threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed it. "My son's already in high school last thing I need is you making me feel older."

"Sorry Ms..."

The glare stopped that sentence instantly.

"Suzanne." Defeat was heavy in his voice.

"Good, after this let's get a drink." Suzanne walked under the yellow line, flashing her badge at the questioning officers. "Where's the body?"

At first shock came over the two's face at the corpse, then it was replaced by curiosity.

"Animal attack?" Wayne suggested.

"Now in all our years of being alive, what animal drains a human of blood until they are literally a husk?" Condescended Suzanne.

"R... Right..."

"No this is something a person did." She placed on gloves to examine the hole on the neck. "This look like a bite mark."

"Lunatic who thinks he's a vampire perhaps." Came another voice.

"Detective Shawn." Suzanne acknowledged him without turning around. "Witnesses?"

"Straight to work as usual." Shawn tipped his hat. "You'll be wrinkled with accelerating age from all this stress Justice."

"Don't call me that." Annoyance was shown in her eyes squinting.

Suzanne's record of criminal capture was phenomenal, no one can escape her eyes of judgement. Once you are found guilty she will hound you down.
This sparked the unfavorable name that the officers joked about with, calling her the Eyes of Justice.

"Most investigators and their detectives got everything already." Shawn pulled out his notepad. "Time of death was around eight fourteen p.m., gaping hole ripped into neck, looks like bite marks made by a person so that's a homicide, drainage of blood are the cause of death, Name Anthony Roker a teacher of Orange Bailey and..."

"Orange Bailey I think he's my son's teacher." Suzanne got up. "Crazy how anything can happen to anyone, but this is just awful."

"I'd say terrible luck." Shawn snorted. "He was out throwing away trash and then this happened, got a wife and three kids, but those young ones are out on a cruise. We still have yet to get a hold of them."

"I see." Suzanne gave a look of sympathy, she knows how hard it is for people losing a love one like this. After her husband was struck by a car that ignored road regulations, she vowed to capture every man, woman or child who bends the law. "What's her statement?"

"Was inside watching television." Continued Shawn. "Now this is where things take a weird turn, she heard her husband screaming outside and went to check on him, saw a person clinging to his neck and began draining him of blood."