Baby I wasn't there

Who is she?

"For the news today, since I am obligated to share this, we have the weather! Expect sunny clouds and immense heat! Louisiana heat is not to be taken lightly now!" Alastor said into his microphone, speaking to his listeners. "Today is September 28th, 1918. Be on the lookout and gentlemen if you see any lone woman please be sure to walk her home tonight! The Louisiana bay killer is on the loose still, and as investigators anxiously search for him who knows where he could be!"

Alastor says as chipper as ever. Just off the sound of his voice you would think he's speaking of some grand news. " This being said any missing person reports can go straight to our head detective, Robert Fitzgerald. His address is posted on all boards around the quarter so please don't be shy." He said, picking up his papers and straightening them out. He scanned over the topics before deciding to play some music. " For now let's put the harsh world aside and listen to some Louis Armstrong." Alastor said, before placing a vinyl on the record player, and letting the music play. He took this time to look through his mail, some were paychecks, others were letters from admirers. Some were tedious things he didn't care to spend more than two seconds on. Then he found todays paper, deciding to take a break and finish reading it from this morning.

Missing Girl please look out!
Maxine Davis
Hair: Curly Brown
Eyes: Blue
Age: 24
Height: 5 feet, 4 inches
Weight: 147
If you see or know this woman anywhere please contact Robert Fitzgerald or the french quarter department!

'She seems familiar..' Alastor thought, before flipping to a page with a picture of her. 'Ah~ the woman at the store front. The annoying one.' He thought before flipping past it. Then there's a knock at his booth's door. Alastor turns his chair, before seeing the head of the agency outside. He grins wide before waving with his hand for them to enter.

"Alastor!" A large gruff man says, his arms wide. Alastor smiles brightly before standing to shake his hand.

"John, pleasure as always." Alastor said, before noticing two policemen behind John. He mentally panics for a moment before calming himself down.

"Sorry for coming by with no notice, these gentlemen here have a few questions for you if you don't mind." John said, stepping to the side to let the policemen shake hands with Alastor.

"Hello, I'm officer Hickens, this is officer Dubios." Office Hickens said. He was a short man, to Alastor at least. He had to he around six feet, tall blond man, with the slightest amount of stubble on his face, and his eyes were icy blue. Officer Dubios seemed to be around the same height, just with dark brown hair and darker hazel eyes.

"Please welcome! Have a seat." Alastor said with a smile, gesturing to a few chairs in the corner of his booth. Despite his booth being the most successful, it was still rather small.

"I think we're fine standing, than you Mr...?" Officer Hickens started, before Alastor grinned.

"Mr.Lasquier. Alastor Lasquier." He said with a wide smile. Officer Hickens only nodded as Officer Dubios pulled out a small note pad and pen.

"So, Mr.Lasquier, what can you tell us about the whereabouts of Maxine Davis." Officer Dubios asked, before Alastor shrugged and took a seat back in his chair.

"I've seen her maybe once."Alastor said, before nodding over to the stack of newspapers gathering towards the wall. "I read about her workplace in the paper and thought to stop by." He said with a smile. Officer Hickens walked over to the stack, grabbing the top paper.

"So you've gone to the shop? Have you spoken to her?" Officer Dubios asked, before Alastor nodded.

"Yes, I have actually. I stopped by earlier today, around early noon." He said, before continuing. " We spoke about a card my mother received from the owner. That girl was a mess I tell you, her face so extremely red." Alastor said with a laugh, waving his hands to make her seem crazy. " For her life she couldn't stop giggling. Who knew what she was thinking!" Alastor joked, before Officer Dubios rolled his eyes.