"Whale hello there, Kirstin."
"You're very creative in your greetings, Director."
"I'm trying harder. Gotta be original."
"Agreed. What's the case?"
"It's a dead body, today."
"Haven't had one of those in like two days."
"Maybe people will stop murdering others."
"I'd quit my job. What's the victim?"
"29 year old James Adams. His ID was found on him. He was a personal trainer at a local gym along with one other guy. David."
"Where at?"
"A cemetery ten minutes ago."
"Ten?"
"They called straight to the FBI. Body was found by another agent."
"Why didn't their team take the case, then?"
"Maybe they don't investigate murders, Kirst."
"Good point. I'll tell my team."
"You do that."
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"Special Agents!" I announce, walking out from my office.
"Why do you always get all the phone calls?" Avi asks me, coming out of his own office.
"Because the director loves me the most," I smirk.
"What's happening, boss?" Scott questions.
"Dead body. 29 year old James Adams, he was a personal trainer at a local gym. He was found at Fallen Oak Cemetery about fifteen minutes ago."
"Ooh, that cemetery is pretty," Kevin states.
"Won't be so pretty with a dead body. Let's go, Special Agents."
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"Cause of death, Kevo?" I tease.
"Don't call me Kevo, and several bullets to the chest. I haven't figured out which wound it was that killed James, but I will once I autopsy him."
"Great. Anything else?"
"Not for now."
I walk away from Kevin to find Avi and the rest of the guys. Once I do, they tell me they've found a gun.
"What kind?"
"Semiautomatic pistol," Mitch replies.
"Well, let's hope that's the murder weapon," I comment, "Is that all?"
"For now."
"Good job, Special Agents."
Once we all head back to the building, Scott and I leave to go interview family, or anyone that knew him.
"Girlfriend?" I ask Scott once we get in the car.
"Yes. Jordan Perez. She's 25 and is a secretary at the gym. I can assume that's how they met."
"We don't assume things, Scott."
"Sorry, Boss."
"Don't apologize, Hoying."
"Right."
After a few minutes of silence, Scott tells me a few more directions and we arrive at Jordan's house. Scott informs me that she had the day off, thanks to Mitch's googling. The gym was closed on Tuesdays for whatever reason.
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Fanfiction"Special Agent Maldonado?" "Yes, Director?" "We've got a case." "Cause of death?" "Not sure yet." "I'll tell my team." "Okay." "Oh, and Kirstin?" "Yes, Director?" "I'm assigning you a partner." "A what?!" --- Honestly this whole book is a giant t/w...
