[hr][hr]
[center][h1][color=D61A66]Finley Alestair[/color][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/1cbsMYiLPp9Ze/giphy.gif[/img]
[i]Location: Red Lake Sheriff's Department[/I][/center]
[hr][hr]

Before Finley could make her way over to the scene of the crime, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She took it out and read the message from Jenna. It paid to have friends in high places. Apart from her connection to the police, Jenna was actually a pretty cool person. That wasn't something Finley thought often, so whoever she deemed cool better enjoy it. She quickly entered a reply.

[center]-[color=D61A66]Sounds good. Gonna try to scope out the mayor's crime scene. You're buying this time, big shot[/color][/center]

Finley closed her phone and watched as the FBI lady finished her speech. Then Bradley finished up the entire thing and Finley saw her moment. She needed to go see the scene soon before the officials made their way to secure it and get it cleaned up. For all she knew, the yahoos in the Sherrif's department already ruined what little clues there were, but she had to try.

As she moved through the slowly dispersing crowd, her phone buzzed again. This time it was from Declan. She fought the need to blush (stupid fricken' emotions!). Perhaps she could rope Declan, and by association Taylor, into the investigation. Jenna would be cool with it, she was sure. She opened her phone to respond before she looked up to see Declan himself along with Taylor being hounded by the media. As if they would know anything. She would help put a stop to it.

She barely took a step forward before her vision began to blur. It was happening again. For as long as she could remember, she would always get these brief visions into the future. She could never control them or know when they would happen, but her visions often came true. This time, she saw Sherrif Bradley in what appeared to be his home. She couldn't make out much apart from that, but it was clear that Bradley did not like this visit. His attacker couldn't be made, but she saw it was during the night. Would it be tonight? Tomorrow? She couldn't be sure.

It ended as quickly as it began. She was left to think. Should she warn Bradley? How would she do that? Go up to him and tell him she can see the future, be careful tonight? Second, she didn't really care for Bradley to begin with. It's not like he was being killed.

Was he?

She let it go for now, but first, she had an interview to conduct.

She made her way over to her friends and the news crew before stepping in between Declan and Taylor and throwing her arms around their shoulders. [color=D61A66]"What are we talking about guys? Can I get in on this? Oh, are we on the news? Hi Mom! Hi!!!"[/color] She made a big show before she walked over to the cameraman and fiddled with the camera. It fell with a resounding smack, breaking it.

[color=D61A66]"Oh dear, I am so sorry! Shoot, I really wanted my five seconds of fame."[/color]