"Unfortunately, we haven't managed to ID either victim yet. Background is going to be really tricky. I mean, we could be dealing with an illegal human trafficking ring. It's a working port after all."
Alix chewed the inside of her cheek as the pair made their way outside. The one person that would know exactly how to handle this, would have been Bronson.
Come on Alix.
The blonde spoke sternly to herself, but it wasn't audible. Far from it.
You can totally handle this.
A divorce, a new work partner.. Now a potential serial killer on the loose in New York. What else did the poxy universe want to throw at her? Plague, pestilence? She must have been a terrible person in a past life for Karma to bite her so hard on the ass.
"You want to drive?" Alix stopped in front of a Ford SUV and tossed the keys in Wolframs direction. It was a smart looking beast, with tinted windows and black alloys. The perk of being a detective - you got to drive a pretty nice vehicle. Hands down it beat a squad car any day of the week.
"It's a crazy first day for you, huh?" The detective shot Chase a playful wink as she slipped into the passenger seat. At such close proximity, it was hard not to notice that her new buddy smelt pretty darn good. Intriguing.
"So, do you live in the city?"
Well, if they were going to spend everyday together, they might as well get to know each other. Right?