Second Chance

The Chase

The call came in when we were in Holden's office. Shots fired. The sounds of a car racing away and a body covered in blood left in an office no one knew was there. Kelley and I were given the lead when we arrived at the crime scene. Normally it's the first ones there that takes the lead to avoid messing up the chain of custody and to keep the crime scene as undisturbed as possible. Once we were let in and shown why we were given lead it made sense to not follow protocol. A cold chill ran down my body my gut filled with dread at the scene before me.

I'm standing over blood stains on the carpet in an abandon building. If you were to just look at the office you would think you were in a fancy conference room in one of the upscale corporate offices in uptown. There's nice leather chairs and new carpet and even fresh paint on the walls. Using just this one room as a model of what the building could be for the right investors would go a long way to rebuilding this neighborhood. It even has bullet proof glass windows. It just doesn't fit. Why would someone set up an office like this in a building as rundown as this one in a neighborhood as deserted as this? Unless it was to keep from ever being seen while having meetings to overthrow all known government agencies and take over the world. At least that's what I would do if that was my evil plan to achieve world dominance. Knowing at least two of three involved here it doesn't surprise me that they had this set up. They probably have more places like this one, all over the city. I shake my head knowing that if that is the case our job just got a lot harder.

First on scene has already secured the area while our crime scene unit has taken pictures before moving the body and collecting evidence. The scene has barely been disturbed. A unit was in the area when shots were fired luckily or we wouldn't have found the victim for weeks. Two people were seen fleeing the scene and an APB has been issued for the car that they sped off in along with a rough description of them based off the few eyewitnesses and the responding unit. The description matches that of Stacy and Kasu Quinn. It should be easy enough to spot them. I mean how hard is it to find the two people we've been looking for this whole time. Their pictures are everywhere. If only things were that simple. We'd be lucky if they're ever spotted again at this rate.

There's a folder on the table that has the sketches of Quinn and the one of what the store clerks seem to agree that matches the bombmaker. There's also a few pictures of Stacy Quinn. A glass pitcher of water has been knocked over and broken on the table along with what was a glass of water shattered on the floor soaking into the already ruined carpet. There's only signs that point to just three people present at the time of the shooting. It fits with the eye witness accounts. Seems at least two were armed. There's bullet holes behind the head of the table lodge in the glass and in the wall behind the blood stained carpet . It looks like the victim was a horrible shot but seems the other shooter was deadly accurate. The bullets found lodge in the wall behind the blood stains seem to have passed through the victim before hitting the wall. It explained the blood spatter all over the walls and chairs.

I hear the officers on their radios relaying information about the crime scene and possibly the ID of the victim but it's like white noise in the background as I go over the scene. I try to retrace the steps of the shooter first and then the victim. I'm not sure who pulled the trigger first but based on the evidence it seems the shooter was protecting someone when the victim pulled the trigger resulting in the shooter returning shoots. I suspect Quinn was protecting his mother. Or she was protecting him. It's a little harder to walk through the scene as if I'm that third party. Not much is left as to which of the Quinns it was. There seems to be a blood spatter void on the wall opposite of where the victim was found. I'm still walking through the scene trying to figure it all out when I hear my name. It seems like someone been calling me for a bit trying to get my attention.