Thread: It's All Relative (Monster Teeth and Verse)

He smiled widely at her arrival. She still had her hair down. The dress code of her profession fit her quite well. She was a beautiful woman and wouldn't need all the extra things on her worse day. It wouldn't be hard for anyone to find him if they knew what they were looking for, he had been seated to be easy to locate, but she still found him exceptionally fast. Powers of observation was her bread and butter now, after all. It was warming to see the smile she wore in return to his. Before he knew it, her arms were around his neck, and he was squeezing back, one hand on her back. Sweet Lexi. Her life had changed immensely, but she still wore the same bleeding heart on her sleeve. You look good. It's good to see you again. Her dark hair, one of his favorite features on her, was brushed back in to place before she started producing the information that he'd asked of her. She was so excited. The case of the Creator Murderer, as the press had so witlessly named it, must be just as stressful to her as he had hoped. Morrer was always thorough. Nobody they'd gone to class with would say otherwise. What he'd required was not easy to get by, especially for someone in her initiating phase, so the arcs she presented him with here, like little sacrifices to a deity in their ancient meeting and feeding place, was a testament to either her resourcefulness, popularity or both. His palm slid the stack she'd made so far over to him, some of the papers leaving a trail on the table. Ingram's method always looked sloppy, in contrast to Alexandria, but onlookers would learn quickly that was because he didn't need all the pieces for the whole picture. Thank you, Lexi. Another smile, his cheekbones lifting his glasses slightly. I know you had to pull some strings for this. Three files were put in a separate pile to the left of the original stack, until the Razor case presented itself. It was the easiest to handle in an open place, because the mistakes of her department on this one were few. He wouldn't say as much, though. This is the investigation of the murder of Jonathan Wilson. I looked into your suspects which were primarily the wife he abused and his son. Jonathan was killed by ingesting razor blades of a commonly found variety, right? His hand was on the file, as if he was absorbing knowledge through the yellow bind with his fingertips. And I looked up his son's, Jacob, online community history. A few weeks prior to the murder he had just broken up with his girlfriend of about a year, Emily Brooks. She was interviewed about the relationship between the family members but never a suspect herself. Ingram had looked up her medical history and seen a photograph of scars on her wrists, ones consistent with the Cutter culture. From there it wasn't hard to find that Emily's own relationship with her father had been abusive, and that she'd latched on to Jacob who, despite his upbringing, was a stable and seemingly emotionally available individual. PM history had pointed at Jacob leaving her because of what his controlling father had thought. Once he'd told Lexi all this he shrugged. It is a strong suspicion at best. But if you take her in and pressure her with the possibility of incarcerating Jacob for the murder, maybe use the Wasted Youth angle, she might confess. It had all stemmed from a news article he'd seen with Emily in the background. She had murderous eyes. The explanation was followed by a grin and a shrug. I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm sorry. He lifted his hand from the file and locked his fingers as he leaned back in his chair. Like I said, it's good seeing you again, Lexi. Who could have imagined we would work together?