[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=fff79a]Dj Lawson[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/1cb821a55d16eb204d96c69fe7ae097a/tumblr_n3sgkvtazV1r3z3gbo1_500.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Next to the ambulance outside of the barricade --> By The Smoker
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	Lawson stood there, keeping the majority of the press at bay and away from Riley as the paramedic checked her out. Glad to hear it wasn't anything major in the end. As Lorna came over he gave her a cheesy wide toothed grin and a half a nod. [color=fff79a]"Naw, she be fine. No worries there. Talk to ya in a bit once you are done kicking ass and taking names,"[/color] he said with a wink before grabbing another photographer by the collar and tossing him into the crowd without flinching. 

	[color=fff79a]"More than happy too ma'am,"[/color] he said as he wrapped an arm under hers and helped her back over the barricade and into the clear; away from the mob. [color=fff79a]"Well let me know if ya do, be a lot more fun to keep ya safe than my current work,"[/color] he laughed a bit and made sure she was okay before turning around and actually taking a look around at what was going on. 

	The body was in the ambulance now and driving off, the forensics team was packing up; as well as the teams on the roofs. More and more people were getting ushered away and the place was getting taped off to outline the crime scene as it were. He doubted that tape would keep people away from the scene over night. He hoped they got everything they needed during that time because he doubted anything would be left come morning. Rubbing his face he looked around again. Several cops were finally starting to question people in the streets. A cop heading over towards the pair of women talking, JD and Lana was it? Another talking to the woman who had more muscle mass than he did, he hadn't met her yet. Another heading here, another heading there. It seemed the cops were finally doing their jobs - Questioning EVERYONE that was on the street. That included him and he gave a quick run down of what he had seen and who he remembered being there. He was quick, to the point and didn't add any flare to the line of questions he received. 

	Once the cop was done with him he was given a business card and shoved it in his back pocket before rubbing his face once again and heading back over towards the smoker and starting to wrap things up over there. Giving a bit of a nod to Lyndsay as he saw her packing up as a cop came over to question her. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long, he wanted to ask how Cam was since he hadn't come back down yet. With everything that had gone down and knowing Cam was a former Marine, he worried a bit. It was natural, Lawson knew the hell he went through personally, so he could only assume that perhaps Cam had been through similar, so many Marines had and some did not respond well to stuff like this. PTSD was a plague that took far more lives than any bullets ever had these days.