Minutes after leaving the B&B Sean pulled into the N.O.P.D.  Gathering his badge and Special ID he headed into the building. He was pleasantly surprised to see the beautiful young officer Lerieu, whom he had the pleasure of meting the night before.<br/><br/>"Why, good morning officer. I did not think I would see you this early."<br/><br/>"Good morning detective. It just so happens I am filling in for someone this morning. The captain is in his office. I told him you would be in this morning so he's expecting you." The girl had a very sweet disposition and Sean wondered what in the world had made her become a cop.<br/><br/>"Thanks, I'll be on my way then," Sean replied. He made his way back to the office he had been directed to and knocked.<br/><br/>"Yeah, be with you in a minute," came the gruff reply. The sound of the phone slamming down on the reciever echoed to the door moments later. Sean could hear grumbling and the shuffleing of papers. Next he heard the heavy foot falls of what could only be Captain. The door flew open and Sean saw only the back of the mans head. "Come on in detective."<br/><br/>The captain was a tall well built black man. He seemed to be getting up there in years but he was in great shape for his age. Sean walked in behind him and took the seat offered him. He laid his Homeland security ID and his Chicago badge on the desk.<br/><br/>"I'm Captain Lawrence, so how can we be of assistance to H.S. and Chicago PD?" The Captain slumped into his chair as he looked over the badge and ID.<br/><br/>"Well captain, its like this: I have been working a bombing case for about three months. H.S. took over about 2 months ago and neither myself or their experts had been able to come up with anything until 5 days ago." Sean paused to take out a folded piece of paper from his jacket pocket. He unfolded it, smoothed it out and handed it to the captain. "I have reason to believe this woman was either involved with the bombing or she knows something about it."<br/><br/>"You don't say. I still fail to see the reason for your trip here detective." captain Lawrence looked over the paper as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Well, we don't know who she is but we know she was last here in New Orleans. we put together a composite sketch from my own recollection and another eyewitness. sent out a nation wide B.O.L.O. and we got a hit on the ATM camera just a few blocks off Bourbon street. I figured I might be able to pick up the trail or maybe even get lucky and she is still here. I just wanted to let you know I was here in an official capacity and assure you I will do my best not to step on any toes." Sean picked up his badge and ID and waited for captain Lawrence to respond.<br/><br/>"Alright, I don't see any problem with that. Tell you what, why don't you get with shelly out there at the desk. If you need anything while your here just let her know and she'll get it done. I won't be very available for the next few days. I'm kinda up to my eyeballs in the events of last night."<br/><br/>"Oh, You wouldn't be talkin' about that murder in the ally behind Bourbon Street Bues Company."<br/><br/>"yeah how'd you know?"<br/><br/>"It was all over the front page of the local paper this morning."<br/><br/>"Jesus, how the hell did they get it so damn quick. Sorry you'll have to see yourself out I go a bone to pick with that damn editor."<br/><br/>Sean got up to leave and stopped by the front counter to let Officer Shelly Lerieu know he would be around. "May be we could get a drink some time. whadaya think?" he added after informing her where he was staying and how she could contact him if anything came in on the woman he was looking for.<br/><br/>Shelly smiled coyly at him and replied. "Maaay be." Sean chuckled and headed out the door. His first stop would be the ATM the pic was taken at.