01.01: Too Close to the Sun (Marie, Virginia)
Samantha had quickly arranged for a meeting with the University of Washington Police. The building was a modern two-storey building that was fairly dwarfed by the Hans Rosling Center for Population Health across the street.
When Marie and Virginia arrived, they were met in the front lobby by the desk sergeant who had relevant files and all the appropriate paperwork ready for them. He had them wait a couple of moments, then a pair of officers came out to meet them.
The first was a young man, polished and upright, dark hair and dark eyes, with cheekbones so high they might've cut glass. He wore dress pants and a pale blue shirt, with the sleeves rolled up precisely to the elbow. His partner was a shorter, older indigenous woman who wore jeans and a t-shirt with a windbreaker over-top.
The tall man offered a hand, with a confident smile, "Nigel Finley." he said, "Community Protection. My coworker, Joanna Alphonse, Investigations. We're glad you guys reached out. Unfortunately, our Meta liason is in the hospital. She, ah..."
Alphonse shook her head, "She forgot that cooking oil is really really hot." Her expression was absolute deadpan.
Finley led them beyond the desk and down a short hallway to an unadorned conference room. "We've had a meta-division for almost a decade, with response options adapted from STAR policies, but with a more community and integration-oriented focus. We've established a strong bond of trust with our community here, and what we're facing now... well, with Vanessa out of commission at the moment, we're scrambling."
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