Re: Above and beyond Investigations
Friday Winters was going over a case in her office. It was a reasonably mudane case. A woman was afraid her husband was trying to have her murdered for the insurance money. The Agency's recent prosperity meant that Friday, unlike her old boss, Paul Randall, could be fussier about cases and could afford to stay out of domestic disputes.
THIS one, though, was a bit more personal, since Paul had known the woman personally.
Friday was determined to make sure everything went well on this one. She was going through the evidence when her assistant/receptionist/comic relief Jamie Ellison burst into the office.
This had BETTER be important. Friday thought, as she'd made it VERY clear about entering unannounced.
I just heard on the news! There's some big guy tearing up Downtown, about ten blocks from here!
Friday raised an eyebrow.
"Tearing up Downtown"? Man, what a douchebag. Who even DOES that anymore?
Jamie's jaw dropped and she gave her boss a very bewildered look. Friday realized, belatedly, that her words DID seem to be a bit blase' about the situation. Much like seeing a dog savaging a mailman and saying "Well, SOMEONE isn't going to get to go to the park tomorrow!"
Friday hid a smirk as she remembered how inexperienced Jamie was with all of this. She'd been trying to train the girl in the seamy side of life, but was leery of going too quickly. The girl was bright, but fragile, and had a future in this business if she learned it correctly.
The petite detective stood and walked around her desk.
Sorry, Private Eye humor. I'll go see if there's anything I can do to coordinate efforts with the police. You stay put to man communications. He won't get anywhere near here, I'm sure, but, just in case, you DO have your gun, right?
The college girl paled and nodded. Friday held back an impatient sigh and asked the question to which she already knew the annoying answer.
When's the last time you practiced with it?
The co-ed winced, tried to lie, but couldn't manage it.
um....it was just last.......um......never?
Rolling her eyes, Friday walked past her. Jamie sputtered, obviously trying to apologize, but Friday cut her off.
We'll talk about it later, Jamie. It's no big deal, really. You're not hired to be the muscle around here, remember? I'm just worried about you being able to defend yourself. Still, I'll take you shooting later on. Mind the phones until I get back, Ok?
Friday left her office, heading for the roof of the building.