Chapter Nine

Parking outside the precinct they sat there for a minute while gathering their stuff.

“You know Kingston asked about you.” Kacey stopped with her feet out of the car but while she was still sitting in the car.

The sound of traffic and sirens filled the space instead of Kacey speaking.

“He misses you.“Dinah didn’t get out but she didn’t make a move to get Kacey to look at her as she spoke.

“I don’t want to talk about this while I’m at work.” She closed the car door and walked to the building’s door. “We should go talk to Seargent Hugh about what we know so far.”

“He’s really sticking with wanting updates on this.”

“He has the press, the FBI, and his superiors all on him to have control over the investigation and to figure out what the hell happened.”

“He’s not the one who has to do the actual investigating so if he comes at us for a lack of progress I might scream.”

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“Based on your report it looks like you’ve been doing the best you could’ve during the past three days but I am going to have to ask you to either speed up your work or ask for assistance in figuring this out. I need something to show my supervisors that we can handle this high profile case.” Sergeant Hugh’s brown eyes shifted between the two detectives. His pale skin and his buzzcut ginger hair made the contrast between the bags under his eyes and the just general exhausted and irritated set to his face far more prominent.

“Well, we might be able to get more things done if we could have the autopsy report or any of the reports from the crime scene investigation guys.” Dinah was sitting so formally almost to the point that it looked like her spine was made from stone.

He sighed, “They have a lot of cases but as this is quite an important case I’ve called and informed them of the circumstances. You should get the reports by tomorrow afternoon.”

“This should give us more information as to their deaths and give us more things to questions suspects about.” Kacey recrossed her legs and gave a slight smile. Her eyes shifting between Dinah’s formal and constrained behavior and Hugh’s exhausted but professional mannerisms.

“I hope I don’t have to tell you to be cautious about what you tell the press when it comes to this case. They will be breathing fire over everything and anything they can get their hands on.” Hugh pulled out a buisness card. “We have contracted a PR group this past year to deal with issues and the press so when it comes to giving them updates on what is going on pass everything by them first. If you can’t get in touch with them come to my office and talk to me. If you get targeted by the press on your own just say no comment.”

Dinah pulled the card out of his hand and passed it off to Kacey.

The East River Press Management Group

555-721-8760

On the back of the card was a name.

Gina Smith

555-321-8765

“Another thing I would like not to bring up but I am going to for the sake of clarity. Don’t share unnecessary information with the FBI just because they are government agents. As the head of the FBI has been killed we have to think of a major section of Miss Bellamy’s previous peers as suspects.”

“Who’s Gina Smith?” Kacey slipped the card into her wallet.

“She is going to be the person who is specifically going to be handling this case. If you ask for her or call her number you won’t have to explain the precarious circumstances.”

“It seems like we are going to have to be very careful but very efficient in our investigation.” Dinah’s voice had this almost bitter tone to it.

Sergeant Hugh raised his eyebrow, “I would hope you have this conduct in all of your cases.”

“We do but it is easier to do with less bitterness if we knew the FBI wasn’t going to be hovering over this case during its entire duration waiting for us to fail so they have a reason to take it over.”

“You are lucky. You won’t have to professionally and democratically deal with them on a regular basis. Don’t hold back in your investigation. If they want this case to be solved quickly then they have to be prepared to be questioned the same as everyone else.”

A slight smile flitted across Dinah’s face before falling back to her previous formality.

The phone rung in a shrill and loud tone.

“This is Sergent Hugh.”

....“Yes.”

“Okay.”

He pulled the phone away but he didn’t set it down.

“You may return to your work.”

Stepping out of the office the two stopped by Kacey’s desk.

“Do you want to get a drink after we write up our notes?”

“God Yes.” Dinah nodded and went to her desk.