One Shots 'The nursery nurse'

A Crime in London

Let's see if you like it. I've been watching too many crime series lately. 🤣

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The light flashed again. Winter lowered the camera. He got up from his crouch and sat down in a different position to take another photo.

Reece stood not far from him and took notes. They were in an alleyway near the Kingsroad.

Charlotte stood in front of the barrier tape and spoke to the bin man who had found the victim.

A sports car came to a stop, and Marjorie got out, holding a coffee in one hand and quickly putting her badge on her belt in the other. She lifted the barrier tape and stepped up next to Reece.

" Good morning, Gorgeous."

"Reece, we're at work. What do we have?"

The man smiled slightly at her. " Male victim 41 years old. The emergency call came in around eight this morning. Charlotte's interviewing the sender now."

Marjorie turned briefly to Charlotte and eyed the man she was talking to. She crouched down. "Do we have a name yet?"

"Yes, the victim had a purse on him. " Reece looked at his notes. " Andy Miller. Autumn is on her way to notify the family."

"The victim has two gunshot wounds. Where's our ballistics expert and the coroner?" Marjorie asked, straightening up.

"The Doyle's should be here any minute."

Winter came to them. "I haven't found any shell casings here. The fact that we don't have a pool of blood also indicates that the victim was just dumped here."

" But why here? He's lying in the middle of the alley."

Reece scratched the back of his head. "Maybe the perpetrator wanted him to be found."

Another car came to a stop in front of the alley. Sorscha got up, stepped around the car, and helped her wife out.

"Good morning," said Sorscha when they arrived at the others and the victim.

"Good that you're here, Sorscha. The victim has two bullet wounds. Take a look at that right now," said Marjorie.

"Yes, boss!"

Clodagh grinned slightly. She knelt down carefully, which wasn't so easy when you were seven months pregnant.

Marjorie decided to go to Charlotte. Who had just finished the interview.

"Good morning, Sergeant," said Charlotte. "The rubbish collector couldn't give us any real information."

"Okay, let's pack everything up and get started on the investigation."

Autumn entered her superior's office. Marjorie looked up as she stepped through the door.

"The victim has no family here, divorced, the ex-wife lives in Manchester. He's also been unemployed for months. The landlord was able to tell me he was going to evict him soon because he didn't want to pay rent."

"Ah, thank you, Autumn."

The woman nodded and wanted to step out again. "Just a moment," Marjorie stopped her. "We need to talk about something."

Autumn raised her eyebrow.

" You need a partner."

" No." Autumn turned round again, but Marjorie jumped up from her office chair. " Not so fast! Your father has been giving me hell for months for sending his daughter off without a partner. And I don't need to remind you that he's the lieutenant of our area!"

"I don't want a partner," Autumn said sternly.

"You're not leaving this office without choosing a partner." Marjorie put the files on the desk. "At least I'm giving you a choice."

Autumn sighed. "Fine." She looked over the files. None of them really spoke to her. But then she finally pointed to one.

"Oh, Sarah Wellington, detective for five years. Good choice," Marjorie said to lighten the mood.

"Let's see how long she can put up with me."

" Wait, what?! Autumn!"

But the woman had already left the office.

Clodagh adjusted the light so that the corpse was well illuminated. She began to examine the body in front of her. A scratch on his cheek caught her eye immediately, his knuckles were bruised on both hands. As if he had been in a fight. There were two bullet wounds in his chest.

Clodagh slowly walked over to the table where the body lay and made notes.

She had almost finished her report when two arms wrapped around her, and a gentle kiss was pressed against her head.

"You're just in time," Clodagh said softly.

"I always have good timing."

Sorscha slowly let her wife slip out of her arms, Clodagh reached beside her on the table. In a plastic bag were the two bullets she had pulled from the corpse. "Here you go," said Clodagh.

Sorscha took the bag and held it up to the light. " 9mm... probably a Glock. Thanks, babe."

Clodagh smiled slightly and turned back to the body in front of her.

"Where's Viv?" asked Sorscha.

"Oh, she had to take Jamie to Nursery... she'll be a bit late. We'll have to do that soon, too."

Sorscha grinned. "We still have some time."

Winter had spread the victim's clothes out in front of him and started taking swabs. For someone who didn't have a job, his clothes were quite expensive.

He turned the shoe over and noticed red sand.

Reece and Charlotte got out of the car. Winter had analysed the sand and came to the conclusion that it was red sandstone. Which had been procured some years ago from a stonemason outside London.

The stonemason's warehouse had been shut down for some time now.

The two detectives approached the abandoned building. When Charlotte tapped Reece's arm. A car was parked between two piles of rubble. Reece looked at the number plate.

" The victim's car."

They walked in the direction of the abandoned car. When Charlotte saw a figure out in the corner of her eye.

Someone dressed completely in black came out of the warehouse. When they saw the two investigators, they immediately ran off.

"Stop right there!" shouted Charlotte and ran off too. She was closely followed by Reece.

Reece decided to run through a side door of the warehouse to cut off the fugitive's path on the other side. Charlotte was still running after the figure.

The figure was about to climb over a fence surrounding the warehouse, which gave Charlotte enough time to catch up. She grabbed the figure's leg and pulled them down.

Reece now appeared, too. The two investigators pulled the suspect to they feet and pulled down the hood.

" Mia?!" Charlotte called out in surprise.

"Hey baby," said the redhead sheepishly.

Reece raised his eyebrow. What was his ex-girlfriend and MI6 agent doing here?