"Heyyy Kristy."
"Director? Are you drunk?"
"Maybee, but we have a case."
"Shocker."
"Wait, I know what you'll say next," Esther slurs.
"Give it a go."
"I'll tell my team."
"And that I will. Goodbye, director."
"Byyye Kristinnn."
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"Aye, Kirstin."
"Kaplan, do not call me Kirstin."
"Why?"
"Because I am the boss."
"We're partners. Equals."
"Kaplan!"
"Yes, Kirstie?"
"What are you doing?"
"You are supposed to treat me as your partner, not some probie."
"Fine. What would you need in order to count yourself as my partner."
"Um, maybe to be able to order your team around without yelling at me?"
"Nope!"
"Maldonado, it's been like two months."
"And?"
"And I still can't do anything an equal to you would be able to do."
"Fine. Order my team around. Don't be stupid," I huff, rushed to tell The Special Agents about our case.
"Hoying! Olusola! Grassi! Get your asses in here!"
They all come speed-walking into my office, choosing each of their chairs they've assigned to themselves. Apparently, no one can have their chair but them, and if anyone takes it. Bad things happen.
Let's just say that the week of the Chair Pranks was the worst week of my life.
"Case, boss?"
"You know it."
"What is it this time?"
"No clue, the director was drunk when she called me."
"Could you hear loud music?"
"Yes, Grassi. Let's not divulge into the director's person life, though. Off to the crime scene we go."
"Yes, boss."
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"Kevin, what's it look like?"
"Multiple stab wounds from what I can tell. The body has been moved, so I will know more back at the lab."
"Mitch, Avi, Scott?"
"Loreen Cooke, 35, worked in a normal cubicle job."
"That all?"
"Time of Death is around 9:58 this morning."
"How do you know that, Kaplan?"
"Avi, and her watch is broken."
"I agree, based on the body," Kevin says.
I walk over to the body and kneel down, inspecting her. The watch is in fact cracked, and the minute hand is stuck in between the 11 and 12, closer to the 12.
"Is there a weapon around here?"
"A bloody knife? No."
"Anything else to bag and tag?"
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Fanfiction"Special Agent Maldonado?" "Yes, Director?" "We've got a case." "Cause of death?" "Not sure yet." "I'll tell my team." "Okay." "Oh, and Kirstin?" "Yes, Director?" "I'm assigning you a partner." "A what?!" --- Honestly this whole book is a giant t/w...
