Kenzie sighed as the wind flew through her jacket. She and the team stood on the pier, looking at the dead body. She looked at Patrick, who walked up to her.
"Hey," greeted Kenzie. "Victim's name is John Flynn. He's 48, married. Cho's bringing the wife now."
"And CEO of a company called Symphony," said Teresa.
"Symphony?" asked Patrick.
"It's a high-end matchmaking service."
"Rich old men looking for hot young chicks?" asked Rigsby.
"That's... one way to put it," said Kenzie.
"Flynn was shot twice in the chest at close range... then dumped, or fell, in the water. Woman heard some pops from her boat, putting the time of death at 5:38 pm."
"Did she see anything?"
"No. No witnesses. Bruising looks to be a few days old. Coroner thought the same."
"So, he and forensics haven't found much else that helps us."
Kenzie turned to Patrick. "Patrick, anything to add before we go?"
"Yeah, the sun and the sea, isn't it wonderful?"
"The victim?"
"Rich guy. CEO. Probably killed over money. Way of the world."
"That's it?"
"Do you know, in seven years, each and every cell is replaced in your body? That means you are literally a different person from when we first met."
"Sadder, but wiser," said Kenzie and Teresa in unison.
"He's very wet. That must mean something."
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The team eventually made it back to the headquarters. Patrick and Kenzie watched Cho talk with the widow.
"Grieving widow?" asked Patrick.
"Yeah," said Kenzie.
The door opened. Cho and the widow walked out.
"Hello?" called out the widow.
"Hi," greeted Patrick.
Kenzie gave her a wave.
"You were watching me."
"Yes."
"Why?"
"It's my job. Your husband was murdered at the marina last night."
"Yes."
"We're sorry for your loss," said Kenzie.
The widow looked at her. "Thank you."
"You seem genuinely upset," said Patrick.
Kenzie lightly slapped Patrick's forearm. "Stop it," she hissed.
"Does that surprise you?" asked Erica.
"How long were you married?"
"I'm sorry. I don't know your name."
"Patrick."
The widow looked at Kenzie. "Oh, um, Mackenzie. But you can call Kenzie."
Kenzie raised her hand. Erica shook it. "Mackenzie. What a lovely name."
A warmth spread across Kenzie's cheeks as she smiled. "Thank you."
"We were married for about a year." Erica looks at Patrick. "What do you see?"
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I Bet on Losing Dogs - Patrick Jane
Fanfiction"I bet on losing dogs, I know they're losing, and I'll pay for my place by the ring, Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down, ...
