Ali woke up the next morning to put on practically same outfit and walked in and went to straight to Antonio, ignoring her racing heart.
"We need to go back to the crime scene."
"Okay ?" He said , getting up and grabbing his jacket. They back into the crime scene and she grabbed a glove and rushing.
"Something isn't right here."
"What is it ?"
Ali looked around the living room and the set up of it. Nothing seemed right about it. Her face scrunched up as she looked around. Ali grabbed a random officer's shoulders and moved him out of the way.
"All night I was thinking. After a gunshot and an obvious fight , why aren't the pictures knocked down and in disarray and why is one turned around ?"
Ali grabbed a dining room chair before standing on it to look down at the pictures.
"Probably trouble with family."
"The dust is uneven up here. Give me a camera." She said, sticking out her hand without a glove. She was given a camera before taking pictures. "Show this to them." She said, handing it back. The officer brought the camera to Dawson and Burgess.
The pictures shown uneven dust with thumb prints against the glass and frame, the pictures were moved.
"You think the pictures fell and the person put it back up there but why ?"
"To make it look like we couldn't solve it." Ali said , pulling a picture frame off the shelf and walked back over. "Someone was cut out of it."
Antonio's eyes widened.
"This picture has Ryan Wends in it."
"Isn't that the guy from last week ?" Kim asked , looking at it. It was a picture of two boys smiling with a foresty background. One arm was wrapped around the boy on the left but his body was cut out , only leaving the arm.
"Yeah but they look like they were in middle school here."
"So someone is taking out someone they've known since middle school."
"Or high school even." Ali spoke." Is Ryan Wends house close by ?"
Antonio nodded and handed the picture to Kim Burgess.
"Take this in for evidence."
"Will do. Hope you get a solve, Ali."
"Thanks Burgess."
Antonio and Ali walked out before driving to Ryan Wends house. The house had boards covering the windows with x's on them. It was a small brick house , comfortable for one.
They walked in and Ali went straight to the pictures. They looked around awhile before they couldn't find anything. Antonio sighed and looked at his new partner.
"I couldn't find anything."
Ali walked around the corner before stopping with a confused look.
"What ?"
Ali tapped her foot on the ground twice before taking a step back and bending down. Throwing her hair to the side, she picked up the floorboard.
Antonio watched her grab something and pull it out.
It was small brown box.
"What's that ?"
"I have no idea."
He walked over as she opened it. A small brown piece of paper was sitting there. She opened it and read it before looking up at Antonio.
"It's an inheritance for Camp Fernum. What is that ?"
"It used to be a popular camp in the 70's. By the time I made it out of high school , they filed for bankruptcy and has been closed for forever, so why would someone kill to have it ?"
"Well , it was gifted to Ryan and if he died , it was supposed to be given to George."
"And since George died, who is it given to ?"
Ali scoffed.
"A Derrell Kitchens, he's the last recipient. I think we found him already."
They rushed back to the precinct with the box and Antonio looked up Derrell Kitchens with Ali over his shoulder. Antonio wasn't used to someone this close , especially his partner who he had only known for 24 hours.
"1301 Terricot Drive."
"What's that address for ?" Voight asked.
"Already found the suspect. Derrell Kitchens. We drove past that house twice." Antonio spoke. " Front door and back door , no other exits."
"Good. Everyone load up."
Ali threw on her gear and was done before anyone else. Antonio glanced as her as he finished.
"You get dressed quick huh ?"
"Have no reason to waste time. Let's go."
Everyone jumped in their cars with their partners and parked around the lonely house. Antonio and Ali approached the door before Antonio shouted.
"CHICAGO PD , OPEN UP!"
No one answered and Antonio knocked the door open with his shoulder. A noise was heard in the kitchen and they rushed in to see no one in there.
Ali walked in the kitchen and said outloud ," I guess he left." while nodding her head towards the cabinets under the sink. Antonio looked her confused before seeing the cabinet door sticking out a little bit. She grabbed the handle as Antonio went around island.
He nodded his head at her and she quickly pulled the door open. The small skinny older man lying on his side on the wood against cleaning supplies.
"Chicago PD , your under arrest."
The man got out as Antonio read him his rights and cuffed him.
"I can't believe you found me." He complained with a sigh and looking down.
"We got him." Antonio spoke into his radio. He walked the man to the car and Ali opened the door. Antonio looked at his new partner as he shoved the man in the back seat.
"How did you notice the door ?"
Ali smirked and shut the door to the backseat, shrugging.
"I just have really good eyes."
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Dodging Bullets || Antonio Dawson
Fanfiction"Alright , we got a new member in our unit. Her name is Detective Ali Edwards." She took off her sunglasses to show light brown eyes and she scanned the room before her eyes matched some dark brown ones. She liked him already just by the way he look...
