Little Detective

Chapter 9: The Panic Attacker

"So, Beautiful, how was your date?" Sanchez asked as I walked to my desk. These guys came in three hours before me and always seemed to be at their desks when I came in.

"Did you have fun last night?" Richmond asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"More fun than you did," I snapped as I slammed my things down on my desk. "When was the last time you had a date and not a drinking partner?"

"She's got you there," Sanchez turned to his partner with a chuckle. Richmond gave him an offended look.

"Don't the two of ya have a new case ta get to?" Jones blurted out from behind his newspaper.

I almost didn't notice my tall, burly partner. He was surprisingly silent for such a big man when he wanted to be. The two detectives looked at each other before leaving. I flopped into my chair. I folded my arms on my desk and put my head on them.

Once I got home last night, I changed out of the dress and shoes to take Murphy on his walk. I then sat in a blanket burrito on my bed eating both slices of the chocolate cake. I spent my entire night tossing and turning, just thinking about NJ. I barely slept an hour last night.

"I'm only gonna ask one thing," Jones said not even looking at me. "Did you sleep with him?"

"Of course not," I raised my head to glare at him.

"Good. There's a new body for us," Jones said as he put down his newspaper and grabbed his things.

"Why can't someone else take it?" I asked. "We're still working on the Bloody Office case."

"For some reason, there was a lot of murders last night," Jones said. "Everyone's gotta new case. Captain just gave it to me. Let's go."

"Right," I said as I stood up. I grabbed my things and followed him out to the car. Once inside the car, I turned to him and asked, "Where are we headed?"

"The docks," Jones said as we got inside his car. "Triple homicide. Captain wanted us on this one. Once he heard it come in this morning, he knew we could handle it. Don't know if I like this much attention from the Captain. I preferred barely being noticed."

"Sorry, Jones. But we make a good team," I said. "I want to help as many people as possible. And you're helping me with that."

"Shut up, Kid. We're goin' a homicide scene. Keep your head on straight," he said.

I sighed and looked out the window, getting ready to do my job.

Once at the crime scene, I looked around. It wasn't the docks exactly, it was a construction site a block away from the docks. All the bodies were lined up one right next to each other.

Jones was already next to the bodies, knelt down next to them. It was obvious what this was.

"This was an execution," I said to Jones as I walked up behind him.

"Yeah. That much is obvious," Jones said. "But why here? And who are these men?"

"I can answer that," an officer from behind us said.

"Go ahead," Jones said. He stood up and looked down at the officer.

"They're Gwon Dong-hyun, Gwon Haneul, and Buyeon Geun. They're low ranking members of the Gabos mafia," the officer said.

Of course it has to do with His mafia. And right after I had a date with the boss who ran out before we could have dessert. I didn't want to deal with him or anything to do him for a while.

"Gabos?" Jones asked. "They were part of it?"

"They don't even have the tattoos yet, so they can't be anything but bottom feeders," the officer said. "They probably got some rival angry and were taken out."