Chief Samuel King sighed as he watched Jones get dragged out of the door by Charles, who seemed very intent on solving the case with that newfound fire in his eyes, even though Jones wasn't looking at him as Chief called out to them. "Fine, I'll page the information over to you once you're on the bus," he called out, turning back to his usual pager, which was connected to the black walkie talkies that the detectives had on them. All of the coroners and analysts used it for sending information about certain pieces of evidence over to the detectives, but he used it on occasion if he had something dire or important to tell them. He still spoke into the pager, speaking out an important message.[i] "You won't need to report to the briefing room for today, but you must head to the crime scene at once. It's at Greene's Stock Market, down at 60 Main Street. I'm sure I won't need to repeat this information, but as usual protocol states, you'll need to secure the crime scene, find the body and search around for any leads,"[/i] he spoke into the pager before disconnecting it, before reclining into his black leather seat for those few fleeting moments of safety and silence.

[b]Objective #1: Attend King's Meeting: Complete!
New Objective #2: Get to the Stock Market, whether it's through a bus, a train, a taxi or a car.[/b]

Jones was still being dragged across the police department as he waved Office Ramirez goodbye, the junior officer giving a smirk before he walked out the back of the room, most likely headed to the garage in case he needed to bring a cadaver or some evidence back to the station from the crime scene. Since he knew that Charles had a "fear" of driving, as Jones would sometimes put it, he decided that taking the bus wouldn't hurt, even if they would be a few minutes late and his lunch money would take a hit.