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 Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:02 pm
Iris smiled, "Good to hear," but then she looked worried, "What's taking forensics so long?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:07 pm
"I don't know" Anthony replied. Good. This will give me more time he thought in his head.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:09 pm
Iris sighed, "They usually don't take this long....."
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:10 pm
((The storyline is what's taking them so long. XD)) Beans sat down in the car. "Now where are those documents?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:14 pm
Iris shook her head, "Look, I need to go look at the CEO's body in the morgue. Can you keep an eye on the sceen?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:19 pm
Anthony's cell phone rang. He checked it, and it was someone from the mafia.
"Hold on. Important call. Gotta take it" he said.
He walked behind the building. "Yeah, can't talk long. I'm on the scene" he said.
"It's ok. You'll be there a while" the voice from the other end said. "We flattened the tires on the vehicle. We also slipped a bomb underneath just incase they get the DNA".
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:21 pm
Alfone gently entered a wrinkled dollar into the vending machine. After three unsuccessful tries, the machine took the dollar. But no candy came out.
He muttered under his breath and kicked the machine.
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Beans' hand knocked into the papers, scattering them all across the floor board. He bent over, wincing as his lower back began to ache. "Of all the...."
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:22 pm
Iris shrugged and shouted, "I'm leaving it up to you kid!" she walked down to her car and to Beans, "So are those the files you wanted me to look at?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:28 pm
"Oh, hang on. I have the scene to myself now. I got to go, bye" Anthony said and walked back into the room. When he knew no one was looking, he took a pair of latex gloves from his pocket and put them on. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a vial containing a solution that messes up the structure of blood. He took off the top and poured a little bit on the bloodstain. he added a little more as he went down the line, checking to make sure nobody noticed when he did it.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:30 pm
Angel awoke and was tired of being tired. He sat up, feeling a faint twinge of pain, and started to take the IV out of him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:31 pm
"Yes..." Beans replied, straightening them out. "Most of it is droll business reports. But I've highlighted a few interesting tidbits." He handed the documents to Iris. "Going to the morgue? Good luck, too creepy for me."
Beans looked around. "You left that greenhorn in there? I guess I should probably go make sure he's not doing anything stupid. Catch you later." The detective waved goodbye over his shoulder as he walked towards the building.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:32 pm
Tiffany maintained her messy bun, not really doing much about it. She emerged, throwing her other clothes in a pile on a couch. Now, clad in a blue suit, scrunched to her waist, and a laced pink tanktop, she opened the door, ready for work. "Great." She said, putting on her gloves. They were messing with her vending machine and everything now."Would you mind kicking my machine when it eats your money, when it's turned on?" SHe asked, straightening her gloves and walking over to them, tapping a skate shoe on the ground.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:34 pm
Iris wasn't fased by Beans not coming. She drove to the morgue and only found out that the CEO and ll the other men were killed by an expert shooter. She then drove back to the police station.
Rose was sitting at her desk and muttering to herself, "No evidence what so eveer and all I have is that he was shot in the head...."
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:39 pm
((I meant to tell you I thought it was quite funny when you had Angel say "a**" when he shot the CEO in the head))
"No no no! Leave that in!" the doctor said to Angel
Anthony finished messing up the blood, letting the solution sizzle and simmer. He put the vial back in his pocket and was pretending to survey the scene which would explain the gloves.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 5:41 pm
((lol thanks!))
Angel looked at the doctor and pulled it out. He jumped to the floor, felt wozzy and asked, "My cloths?"
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