<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"That sounds heeeeaaavenly. Give me all the coffee you can find!" </span><br/><br/>Missy didn't think much of how easy their ass-chewing had been today. She only felt relieved they had gotten off the hook so quickly. Perhaps the Boss-Lady was too busy herself with angry bosses to be wasting time going bat-shit crazy. Or maybe she was late for a manicure, who knew. But Missy was well aware that now she'd opened her mouth about working on something big, she'd have to be prepared to deliver<b>something</b>. Soon. Or else her life at the station was over. Groaning out, she turned her head and looked in the direction of where her partner went. For a very short and discrete moment, she let her eyes trail after Eric as he walked away, before the brunette heaved a sigh and went to her desk. The files and paperwork were already stacked together on top of her desk, reminding the woman that she had already gone a million times through them. But this time she had a mission, a purpose - and hopefully she'd find the 'red thread' she needed.<br/><br/>Before today, she'd only looked at the cases solely as human trafficking ones. Girls that had gotten killed because they were damaged goods. But if she'd allow herself to change perspectives, maybe then some nasty little details would start popping up.<br/><br/>"Where's detective Eye Candy?"<br/><br/>She hadn't noticed the approaching footsteps until she glanced up and saw the toothy grin of Susanna Finn. Missy absolutely loved that woman, but didn't care much for her 'woman's intuition' when it came to personal things.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"Detective what now?" </span><br/><br/>"Oh don't tell me you don't look at that perfect little ass of Eric Brannigan's from time to time."<br/><br/>A guffaw of a laughter escaped Missy, before she shook her head and started to desperately rummage through the papers. Perhaps Susanna had noticed her just seconds ago? Or maybe this was just one of those 'fun' moments where she enjoyed teasing Missy about him.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"You're unbelievable. Don't you have something better to do than stand here and talk about asses?" </span><br/><br/>"'Course I've got better things to do, I'm just avoiding them. Oh, by the way, look who's on his way here."<br/><br/>The red head waved cheerfully at Eric, while Missy started to physically push her away from her desk.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"Go work. Shoo. Solve a case. Make the world a better place." </span><br/><br/>"Right right, don't be so uptight guuurrl."<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes with a grin, Missy then proceeded to look at her partner approaching. She reached to the side and pulled up another chair for him to plop down on, before she grabbed the cup of coffee from him and smiled her thanks. A hearty sip was taken, before the female pointed at the pile of papers ready to be read; answering his question about where they'd start. She raised an eyebrow as she heard the faint sounds of Park's cursing him out; something that seemed to be a bit of a habit around here. It was too easy pissing off Parks, mostly because he was so damn annoying.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"I was thinking we could start at the very beginning. First victim found. Michelle Brown. Dumped in a park. Maybe we could compare her to the latest victim, see if there's anything different. If we're dealing with a possible serial killer here, chances are his first victim would be unique. He would be hesitant maybe about his killing method, maybe slacked off with the cleaning, perhaps we can see a pattern where he's started honing his skill and developed a taste for something different than with the first girl. I mean, maybe this is a long fucking shot... but I have to check this out before it drives me crazy. Something just isn't right." </span><br/><br/>The brunette dug through the mountain of papers, before retrieving the photographs taken of Michelle. Skimming over the photos, she then held each up to Eric, before digging up the papers about the victim.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9999ff">"What do you think, see anything that looks out of character about her when you compare it with the mental photo of the girl today?"</span>