At the Scene-Bus Stop
Officer: Read my lips. Get your ass back in the seat and get this bus in service.
Driver: Nobody tells me when to drive.
Frankie: He's a transit cop. It's not even his crime scene. It's ours.
Korsak: I know him Artie McMurphy. He's always irritable. His wife ran off with her boyfriend years ago or maybe died, something like that.
Frankie: Something like that?
Korsak: Yeah, I think they had a kid.
Frankie: So you two were close.
Korsak: Must have been 10 years ago. No, had to be 20. I was still in the drug unit.
Frankie: Let me know if you need help finding your car. Oh. She looks like some big weird doll.
Maura: Dame de Voyage.
Korsak: Why are we speaking french?
Maura: Sex dolls originated in the 17th century. Randy sailors took them on lonely voyages. But this might be agalmatophilia.
Frankie: Anything ending in "philia" is not gonna be good.
Maura: A fetish involving the love between a man and a doll.
Korsak: A man, a doll, his love, and what? A 2x4? A hammer? Hockey stick?
Maura: Definitely a solid high-density object. In common parlance, something hard.
Frankie: That's a brilliant deduction.
Maura: Her wrists were bound to something. There was no cast-off or blood spatter. She wasn't killed here.
Korsak: Nice scrunchie.
Frankie: Yeah, her clothes are very early '90s, too.
Maura: More formal before sweeping changes to fashion made grunge chic.
Korsak: And you're telling me this because why? She was transported here from the '90s?
Maura: Uh, no, Detective smarty pants. Because her clothes are 20 years old, and they don't fit her.
Frost walks up.
Frost: Hey, sorry I'm late. Breakfast line was long. Got to help Janes mom set up that online ordering.
Maura: All right, as soon as you're done swallowing the Peter rabbit pancake, can you go through the suitcase, please?
Frost: This is too easy. It's all here driver's license, bus pass, cash, phone. Victoria Green. She's 25. She lived in Brighton. Okay. Not so easy. She password-protected her phone.
He then holds up a bloody shirt.
Korsak: Hmm, okay. So, she was probably killed wearing that. The killer redressed her in those clothes.
Frankie: And posed her on a bus bench.
Korsak: So we're not looking for just any old killer. We're looking for a freak with a doll fetish.
They pack up the scene and go back to BPD.
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Rizzles Story
FanfictionMaura Isles and Arizona Robbins are best friends. They are both in their Senior Year of high school. They are driving around after school one day and see a girl about their age walking on the side of the road in dirty clothes. Read to see what they...
