"Well this sucks" Hank says kneeling down beside the dead couple. "I mean on their wedding day, too. Jeez, I cannot wait to beat in whoever the monster is who did this." He stands looking around. There are about 50 witnesses he and Connor still have to interview but they all have the same thing to say: They both died right before the " I dos"
BACK AT THE STATION
"So, someone really has a thing for weddings huh?" Connor didn't respond, he was scanning something on his computer. Hank tapped his shoulder lightly "Connor?"
"I don't get it, a wedding is one of the best days in a humans life, why would someone go around killing people on the best day of their lives?" His face fell, and for once Hank could see just how precious Connor really was.
"Because there are monsters in our world Connor, monsters"
It took Hank and Connor about another three hours before they decided it was time for a break and headed to a bar.
"What will it be today Hank?"
"Uh, Scotch on the rocks and blue blood for Connor"
"Coming right up"
"Lieutenant, I think I have theory about the case"
"Shoot"
"What?"
"It means go ahead, tell me what you think"
"No that is not what "shoot" means, it means to kill, to let a bullet fly"
"Well thats the- Never-mind. Just tell me your theory "
"I think the killer is someone who had a hard childhood. Maybe their parents were divorced and because of that, they had a hard time at school. When they got older they tried to find love but couldn't. So they take their anger out on happy couples on their wedding day."
"Hell of a theory Connor. Kinda came outta nowhere."
"No, I was looking at all the evidence and it would make sense"
"I don't know Connor. How'd you get the childhood part?"
"Simple phycology. Someone who kills people on their wedding day would only do that because their parents always argued or were divorced resulting in an unhappy marriage." The bartender returned handing Hank and Connor their drinks. Hank took a huge swig.
"Maybe. Let's say your theory is correct. Who is the killer?"
"I don't know. It'd be someone who reads the newspaper for weddings, so he or she could plan ahead.Or...Oh my god"
"What?"
"It could be someone who plans weddings. That would give them time to figure out how to kill the couple."
"Poison."
"Poison." "Connor we have to go back to the station and find out the name of that wedding planner."
***
"Her name is Kara Allele. She was born in Boston and moved here when she was 13 after the death of her father"
"Well, that fits your theory about a messed up childhood"
"Her mother is also divorcee"
"Where does she live now?"
"145 alderman ave, Detroit"
"Lets go!"
***
"ok, Connor stay behind" Hank said as they neared the apartment. Connor complied and slid behind him, only peaking out a little to see once in a while. There was a loud crash and Hank pushed open the door.
BANG!
A bullet came out of nowhere hitting Hank in the shoulder and grazing Connors neck.
"OW! FUCK!" Hank didn't stop he ran after the suspect and Connor tackled her.
"Kara Allel you are under arrest for being a complete asshole. Connor put the cuffs on her"
"THEY NEVER DESERVED TO BE HAPPY. I DESERVED TO BE HAPPY, IF I CAN'T BE HAPPY NO ONE CAN!"
"Famous last words. Come on Connor, after this we deserve a raise and a nice long Holliday"
"Where would we go Hank?"
"I am thinking Hawaii"
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