It would be nice a peaceful out here, if Wendy wasn't down on the ground roughly ninety or a hundred meters into the lakebed. He could hear the voices, if muffled with distance, before turning to face the distance while holstering his sidearm. Through the shimmering waves of heat, he looked to the distant mountains, and gave a little sigh. Slowly he turned back to the disturbed crime scene and pulled out his phone. Punched in his access code (he preferred not to use biometrics for security), before opening the camera application. Quickly, he looked around the scene of where the suspect had hid, noting the location of the somewhat scattered trash, where the suspects footprints were, all of it, before he started recording. He moved around the scene in a somewhat wide circle, wide enough to keep him out of the evidence, and made sure to not disturb any footprints or evidence, lest he spoil the scene. He had yet to get on Lewis' bad side, and intended to keep it that way. Most of what was left, that he could see were just the wrappers of quick to eat energy bars, and some rolled up bags, that he suspected held something rather foul. It looked as though the hide had been in use for a couple days, and while he dared not get too close, he could barely detect any smells.
Finishing his recording, he paused as he noticed the time. He quickly called up a contact labelled Kiite, and called it. Straight to voicemail, he left a message spoken in Finnish, "Hey bro, probably will be late tonight. There was an event. Can not elaborate. Dinner is prepared, and in the fridge. I am sorry." Kiite was his younger brother, 17 and still in highschool. Tucking his phone away, Tyko looked up at the crackle of the radio, "Tyko, Nabs are sending someone to relieve you, come back in and help me interview. Start with Wendy Weathers. Remember, she is still considered a suspect." There was a hint of joviality to Deon Walker's voice as he reminded Tyko of Ms. Weather's official status in the eyes of the PD. Sighing and shaking his head, he looked up as one of the Nab's detectives came down from the air. She was dressed casually in an elegant suit that seemed to accentuate every curve of her body, dark brown hair reached to just her shoulders. There was the obvious something extra
to her. He greeted her, and gave her his statement for what he did, she made sure to pointedly ask him if he disturbed any of the evidence. Upon showing her his perimeter circle that gave a two meter berth around any piece of evidence, she cleared him of responsibility for the scene.
Tyko, jogged back to the growing population surrounding Wendy, he looked to the woman who addressed him, and responded, "Sorry. Cannot fly, otherwise I would have been in pursuit." At her mention of no one living, he looked through the warp hole, and shrugged, "I doubt that. Rondo is tougher than he looks, however I do not envy the pain he was in." He had of course, seen Rondo's condition before the other Alex had given him any healing, an external fracture was nothing to joke about, Gamma or not.
Nodding to Wendy, at the mention of the video and lunch, it would be a good way to keep this group together, "Alright, I am Officer Vaara, before, and likely after, I am going to need to get individual statements from each of you. What you saw, felt, heard, any details you can recall, no matter how small."
On the way back to the cluster of tents and trailers, he radioed back to Walker, "This is Tyko. I have Wendy Weathers, the two EMS who were first on scene, Rondo's PA, and one of the special effects crew."
"Good," came the voice of Deon, "Sounds like a picnic. Meanwhile Wilkes, Percival, and I have....shit, what is it? 60? 70 cast and crew to run through? Take your time though. If I ain't mistaken, most of those with you are Gamma, and probably noticed more than the rest of the cast and crew put together. Remember the details, and numbers. Specifically Wend-" Tyko cut his superior off with a press of the mic button. He appreciated the concern for his lack of a social life, but it also rode on his nerves.
Someone with especially keen hearing might hear the bark of laughter from Deon in the distance.