Thread: Golden Shields ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Tom was glad too see that Evie was already thinking about who could have done these killings. Evie wasn't her father, but she sure did seem to have his mind. Jack was always on top of cases like this, working out all the possibilities. Before Tom Evie could leave, the phone rang on Tom's desk. RobberyHomicide......Sergeant Reed. Tom said as he lifted the receiver to his ear. Yeah.......Okay........Have them wait there with her.......We're on our way. Tom said as he hung up his phone while writing what was said to him over the phone. One of the patrol cars just found a hooker who saw our last victim.........Before she was found dead.......Let's roll cupcake. Tom said while giving Evie a playful smile. He used her nickname in a playful way and not to demean her in anyway. Tom led the way out of the squad room and down to the parking garage. He headed for an unmarked dark blue 1998 Ford Crown Victoria police car. Tom stopped for a moment opening the passenger side door then he ran around to the driver side. He jumped in then started the car, Tom backed up out of the parking space then headed out of the garage. Once out in the street, Tom reached down for the microphone of his police radio. 1 William 56........Reed and Taylor........Day watch........Clear. Tom said to the dispatcher then he placed the mic back down. All detective units were identified by a W or William designation. The number 1 was used because they worked out of the Central Division Area. The number 56 was given to Tom when he became a detective to identify his car. It didn't matter what car Tom was using, it was always W unit 56. Evie was also given a number when she became a detective, this number was just like Tom's 56. She was also allowed to use an unmarked police car to travel from work to home and back again just like Tom. Of course she could use her own car as long as it had a red light, a siren and a police radio. 20 minutes later Tom pulled his unmarked police car in behind the black white patrol car. The girl was sitting on a bus stop bench just acrossed from where the last body had been found. Tom exited from the car and was met by one of the officers who filled him and Evie in on who this girl was. Her name was Jennifer Jenny Wilson.....age 18......blonde hair......5 feet 6 inches tall......120 lbs........She goes by the name Sweet Sugar on the streets. Tom thanked the officer then he told him that he and his partner could leave, he then walked over to where Jenny was sitting on the bench. I'm Detective Sergeant Reed......This is Detective Taylor.....We'd like to ask you some questions about your friend Sheryl. Tom said as he reached into his coat pulling out his badge Id for Jenny too look at. He glanced acrossed the street at the crime scene which still had the yellow tape up, but the CSI team was long gone.....their work had been done already. Tom sat down on Jenny's left side while the young woman was smoking a cigarette and shaking a bit. Jenny was just like the other two women, she worked the streets on her own without the protection of a pimp. This could be a blessing at times.....while at other times it was a curse and this seemed to be one of those times.