Catch of Breath

Chapter 4: Parking Plot

February 2nd, 2039
09:04 am

We reached our destination. A busy street preparing itself for the still young day. People passing by, carrying bags and coffee cups, suppliers unloading their wagons, and stores getting ready. The sun was slowly spreading a golden shine over the wet street. It was peaceful but full of life.

The old dusty car pulled over and we stopped in a small drive. At first sight, you would never had the feeling that there happened a brutal murder some meters ahead. The only visible clue was a single patrol car and this one police lady talking to an elderly couple.

Some of the people walking by, stopped and peeked into the back alley between the restaurant and the apartment building.

Without another word, Connor opened the door and got off the car. He was apparently waiting for you to exit as well, so you stepped out and closed the door, walking up to him.

Although Connor recognized you standing in front of him, he was distracted by something. Following his eyes, you realized that he was scanning the area. Like soaking it all in.

After collecting all kinds of information his attention returned to you tilting his head slightly. The two of you exchanged a short glance before Connor adjusted his tie and headed into the back alley.

Without hesitation, you followed him wondering how such a simple thing can be so attractive.

As soon as you went around the corner, you were able to see the crime-scene at the end of the small drive. Police officers standing around, photographing, making notes, and talking to the local residents. You saw roughly about 8 policemen around here. Luckily no reporters in sight.

Before you reached the yellow tape enclosing the murder scene, you passed a small back entrance on your right.

It appeared to be the backyard of the restaurant you saw in the street. Next to the back door, there were standing a bunch of dumpsters and trash cans. Furthermore, a car parking there, too.

To your left, you could have a short look at a parking lot. Probably for the residents of the apartment building. You raised your head to eye the dusty gray building and spotted a handful of inhabitants spying from behind their curtains.

You couldn't really blame them, though. It's not an everyday-thing that there's a murder in your backyard.

Nearing the victim and the trouble around it, you saw the lifeless body being covered with a black cloth. Of course. There were all kinds of people watching. Of course, they would try to blanket the corpse.

Your eyes drifted over to Connor, who was again scanning everything around him.

His eyes were so focused. You should be equally focused. After all, you were here to work. It was your task as well to observe and evaluate. Not just watch Connor doing your job.

A police officer approached you. "Good morning. I suppose you are the Detectives?" he asked indifferently. Not the most committed policeman.

"That's correct," Connor replied like this was a previously recorded answer. You gave him a quick checking look. His back was straight and his eyes directed at the officer.

He gave Connor a confused, "Good." The Officer was also irritated by Connors stiff reply. "We are still questioning the inhabitants but you can have a look at the body and the place."

As he ended his very short briefing he turned away and headed back to his co-worker, who was talking to an Asian-looking middle-aged man.

Connor faced you. You noticed that his shoulders were slowly relaxing now. As soon as the Officer came over, it was like he was a soldier in front of his superior. Could it possibly be that he was as nervous as you? Or was he just a professional? But why was he so calm around you? Would that mean he wasn't respecting you as a partner? On the other side, it could mean he sees you as an equal.