Brannigan couldn’t help but to reveal an amused smirk as Missy moved off towards the field analyst guys working the corpse. She made them all tense when they knew she was coming. Brannigan thought that it was a good thing. It kept those bastards on their toes. He  understood that some things took time. He also had a hunch that these guys may play favorites sometimes and pushed other results ahead of theirs from time to time. It was a game played inside the system in most big cities. Missy made them nervous but Brown outright had it in for Brannigan and he was real chummy with the forensics guys back in the lab. He and Brannigan had history and not much of it was good. He also knew that if Brannigan caught him pulling some shit like having his buddies push back the tests for someone else’s, they would have hell to pay, but Brown and his  forensic buddies could be sneaky.<br/><br/>Of course they promised her that she would know something as soon as they did. Brown gave him them the thumbs up as sort of a subliminal message to take her away. Brannigan could think of a half dozen legit reasons that he could keep them both there and have them deal with missy indefinitely. He wouldn’t though because he was just as ready to get the hell out of there as she was. He smiled sarcastically at brown and gave him the finger.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#08610e">“Don’t fuck around on this one Brown! I’m in no mood for your adolescent games on this one. I need this to happen pronto or heads are gonna roll!”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#08610e">“Let’s get the hell outta here partner. I’ll get us a fresh coffee on the way back to the station. We can get our daily ass chewing by Chief Bitch out of the way too.”</span>Together they had solved more cases than anybody else on the force and the chief still seemed to have it out for them. She barked at everybody else too but she really seemed to have a hard on for them, like some sort of personal vendetta.<br/><br/>Twenty minutes later they had grabbed a cup of coffee from a nearby drive-thru and were nearing the station. Eric stole a glance over at Missy. She was beautiful. He had always thought so. He thought of telling her how he felt on a number of occasions but always claimed up instead. Was he a coward for not telling her how he felt? In his option he was though he was considered by his peers to be one of the bravest cops on the force.<br/><br/>She had a boyfriend. He was an alright fella. Even so, Eric didn’t think he deserved Missy. Eric had done so much to help her advance her career thinking that this aid make him more to her in her eyes. He still remained just a partner, and a friend. He was forever stuck in the friend zone with her He drove the thoughts out of his head and went to his safe place, the case.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#08610e">“We need to find something, anything, that will help us pin these murders on Marconi. That slime just keeps slipping free of everything we try to pin on him. We fuck with him anymore without solid evidence he’'ll walk again for sure. With a good lawyer he may even file a harassment suit. He’s the kind that make a good cop wanna throw the book away. Know what I mean partner?”</span>