Catch me if you can!

5th Research

The newspaper Lucia was reading wasn't very interesting, so she put it down and finished her breakfast.

After that, she got dressed in a red top, black jeans, a black jacket and took a little time in the bathroom to get ready. At half past 5 am she left her apartment and drove to work with her car.
In the police station were some people eating breakfast, enjoying coffee and reading newspaper.

"Did you see the article about our case?", Gevin, one of her colleges, asked while eating a muffin.

"Yes, I did!", Lucia answered annoyed.

He always asked her unneccesary and obvious questions, which didn't get anyone anywhere. It wasn't that important. In the article was nothing new they didn't know yet, of course. And she also thought, the puplic couldn't help them with the information out of the news paper. The criminal probably wouldn't be scared, or nervous because of the article. The killer would rather be proud of showing his deed to the world. Black words on white paper.

Lucia Benett sat at her chair near her desk and looked at the files laying on it. She tried to find something she didn't thought of before. A new lead, or any proof, or hint of anything. She didn't seem to find it, though.

After a while, she stood up. Sitting around wouldn't get her anywhere. She had to do something. Driving back to the crime scene probably wouldn't help, or find new evidence, but she wanted to get out of the police station.
Lucia wondered where she should go. Finally she ended up in a meeting room with a white board and a pen in her hand. Focused she stared at the empty board.

"What are you doing here?", Gevin came in and looked at her confused.

"I'm trying to solve the case", she replied still focused at the board, without looking back at him.

"By staring at an empty board?", he said.

"Yeah, well. I havn't started yet", Lucia admitted.

"I see that", Gavin responded.

She sighed and looked away from the white board again. "I wanted to write down what we know about this case", she began.

"Then do that!", he seemed impatient.

Lucia didn't respond.

"But we hardly know anything! It doesn't make sence!", Gavin called.

Lucia stayed calm. "I know."

"But we know... The victims. They were random. Wrong time, wrong place. Bad luck..."

Lucia sighed. "I don't think that will get us anywhere... I mean we know, they were bloodless and had bite marks and the animal specialist analysed them. And he said it was a wolf probably. But this just doesn't fit."