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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Saturday May 13th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr][@POOHEAD189] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@DizzyIsabella] [@Charnobylisk] [@Xtreme] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]

	[@Morose] There is only a couple of others there with you that had been in that early on a Saturday, one of them being the janitor. Neither saw anything. The junior member of your team has locked off Wallace's office and keeps trying to get a hold of Wallace but the man is not answering his phone. This isn't particularly unusual. There have been many a weekend where he has just vanished off the face of the Earth and refuses to reply to any messages or voice mails, only to show up Monday morning as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As you sit there, two paramedics roll in a body in a bag and toss down the paper work and evidence on top of the body as they looked at you. "Seems your neighborhood is popular," one of them quips. Inside the you will find case number VNYED-59325, Lyle Marlestone, found dead in the fountain at McKenna Park just north of your Apartment, suspected drowning, 

	[@Sigil] You are sitting there waiting for Cecily to get back to you, you keep going over the footage but still nothing is popping up for you. TV is on in the background and a breaking news story comes on. Lyle Marlestone is dead, updated news says that the police suspect drowning, no suspects yet, open case. You remember Lyle from the party, more than that, you remember that the man lived in the same building as Alicia. 

	[@Dragoknighte] The crowd gives you room to leave but there are a couple of on lookers that want to know more. They are pushing after you and trying to get you to talk. Camera's are still out, trying to record you for whatever reason they have. They are pretty pushy about the entire thing and keep jumping in front of you trying to get you to stop to talk. Asking if the man stole anything, why he could jump you, and such. They are rather curious. 

	[@Nallore] You get back to the locker room without issue and there are only a couple of people standing about getting ready for their work outs, they are paying you no mind. As you are waiting for Cecily to answer the phone, the news pops up about Lyle. What a way to start the day. 

	[@Pundii] Noelle only nods a bit and lets you in the house, closing the door behind you. She explains that the place was broken into the night before while she was out. When she came home the front door was cracked open but from what the police had told her the entry was not forced. While the place is in shambles, she can't find anything that is missing but she is pretty tired from being up all night dealing with everything and once the police were gone she just couldn't sleep. 

	[@POOHEAD189] Gregory answers the phone and you can tell he ain't happy. "Listen, I just got the radio call that another body from Boston Heights is on its way to the Coroners Office, I am heading down there now. Meet me there." - he tells you before hanging up. By the time you get there Gregory is parking his car and stepping out holding two files tucked under his arm. 

	[@Xtreme] & [@DizzyIsabella] - The Shrink ushers you inside. The TV is off currently in his waiting room and the place is quiet. His secretary is not in today, Saturday and all. Seeing Cam he asks him to take a seat and wants to have a little talk with Lyndsay before they start. Offering Cam a seat before heading into his office with Lyndsay. Once inside and the door closed, he mentions he saw on the news about the girl the night before and asks for any details Lyndsay can offer him about how Cam reacted in her eyes about the entire thing. He is wanting to get a feel of things before he starts his sit down with Cam. 

	[@Charnobylisk] - Inside the file as you open it you see the following - Accessing the Wentworth Cybercure Network....Opening File #SGJFE-1432 "Black Sunday - August 12th 1983" The assault began at approximately 12:05pm when the first shot was heard. The first confirmed victim was Reverend Alistair James followed by numerous other church patrons. The doors were locked from the inside with no way out for anyone. The shooter (Russell Avery) took cover as three other patrons (Doris Beckford, Jane Thomas, Sandra Buck) returned fire. Each were killed in quick succession. A final victim was claimed, this one much more personal it seems as the woman (Juno) had her throat slit. The shooter succumbed to his wounds a short while later in hospital. The only recorded survivor of the massacre is one Valerie Pye  whom survived with a gunshot wound to her shoulder. Recent rumours have begun to circulate of a second survivor, then a child of the choir. Will look into further"

[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=a187be]Risa Couri[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/vFUfYMAryWQSI/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Apartment 1B[/center][hr]

	Risa groaned slightly as she leaned her head back and pushed her hair out of her face. That was not exactly the way she wanted to enter the apartment. She had been hoping to let Lucas sleep while she got breakfast together but as she heard his voice she knew that was over and done with. Sitting up slowly she looked around, their roommate must have been gone. That or he was one hell of a heavy sleeper to not wake up because of the ruckus Risa had caused. 

	[color=a187be]"No, I'm dead, better call your back up girlfriend,"[/color] she yelled down the hall as she stood up and went over to the door. Snatching her keys out of the lock and shutting it before shoving them in her purse. Shaking her head she grabbed the groceries she had bought and began to get breakfast ready. 

	Turning on the small TV she found the news station and listened while she started to lay out the food and get the coffee together. She wanted to see what the weather would be like so she would know if she needed to grab an umbrella or not. Her daily habit back in Geneva and when touring with officials; that hair of hers was not happy when it got rained on. 

	"Breaking News," was said by the news anchor and Risa glanced over at the television. "This just in, apparently the man found dead from drowning in the McKenna Park fountain was a resident of the Boston Heights Apartments. As you remember last night we reported live from the scene as a young woman by the name Danica Graves committed suicide by jumping off the building at the neighborhoods block party. That makes the third Suicide from the Boston Heights Area. Is the rent really that bad?"

	Risa froze as they went back to the regular morning news. [color=a187be]"Lucas..."[/color] she said as she finally regained herself and picked up a plate and a cup of coffee, carrying it back to the bed room and setting it down on the night stand next to the bed. [color=a187be]"Well we picked an interesting place to live. Seems someone else killed themselves last night."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Alicia Gonzalez[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]http://imagesmtv-a.akamaihd.net/uri/mgid:file:http:shared:mtv.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/Michelle-Rodriguez-rolling-eyes-GIF-1421264881.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Apartment 2D
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	[color=82ca9d]"Ain't for the taste that's for sure but it is better than that energy drink bullshit. Can't stand all the sugar in the other stuff,"[/color] Alicia said as she stood up and set her breakfast plate in the sink before she started to gather up the paperwork she had been looking at before retrieving her weapon from under the side table and sliding it into its holster at her side. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Five others will be meeting us there in a few hours. It will just be you and I to start. I'll start on the new security interface. Will need you to do a perimeter check and find any places that the former staff overlooked. They want this facility locked down tight," [/color] she added as she grabbed her keys and headed out the door. 

	Heading over to her car she climbed in and tossed the paper work into the back seat before fastening her seat belt and sliding her sunglasses into place. [color=82ca9d]"Come on cookie, let's get a move on,"[/color] she said as she started up the classic and rolled down the driver side window. Resting her elbow on the sill she waited for Lorna to climb on in and get situated before heading off towards their new clients facility. She knew it was going to be a long day but she looked forward to it. That was, when her dad was not looking over her shoulder. The man was great at his work but these start ups with all the paper work and such seemed to drive him nuts. He was not a desk person. 
[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=fff79a]Dj Lawson[/color][/b][/h2]
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	Lawson climbed out of bed and yawned deeply as he stretched his arms over his head. It was time to get to work and it wasn't long before the former Marine had done the mandatory three S's that men do when they have to get up and go to work in the morning. Grabbing his keys and settling his Stetson on his head he grinned to himself as he walked out the door and locked his apartment up. 

	He spotted Alicia and Lorna as he came out and gave them a little wave. [color=fff79a]"Mornin' Ladies,"[/color] he said as he tipped his hat and walked over to Lorna. [color=fff79a]"Hey, heard about this roller derby thing tonight, was wondering if you wanted to join me and grab a beer. We didn't really get a chance to talk yesterday."[/color] He was grinning slightly and gave a shrug. While he waited for her answer his phone went off and he looked down, cursing under his breath. 

	[color=fff79a]"Shit, gotta run. Hey, call me later if you want to go,"[/color] he said handing over his card before jumping into his truck and driving off before giving her a real chance to answer. Sighing he drove over to the rental place and returned the smoker before heading down to the docks. At one of the old warehouses he parked, giving a slight nod to a man suited up as the door was opened for him. The place was rundown it seemed, numerous cases and crates lined out on the floor and on various shelving units. 

	[color=fff79a]"Sorry I'm late boss, was trying to score a date with a tasty little piece of southern ass,"[/color] he said in a cold voice with a cruel smirk coming across his lips.