<div class="floatleft">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/ClarkMonroe.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i221.photobucket.com/albums/dd315/Kali_83/JoshHartley.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Clark Monroe (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132613.msg5897467#msg5897467)<br/>Josh Hartley (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132613.msg5897467#msg5897467)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Farmhouse, outside of Reedland<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, 6:50pm<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Max Jerious<br/><br/>"God dangit, Hartley!" Clark Monroe shouted as he climbed from his vehicle. He turned to address the young man scurrying from his old beat up Honda Accord that he'd parked right behind the Sheriff.<br/><br/>"Are you just attached to my ass or what?" The Sheriff had approached the young man, who was very busy strapping cameras around his neck. He stopped, regarded Monroe for a minute, the pulled out his pen and notepad.<br/><br/>"Sorry, Sheriff. I saw the other car with the lights on but I was too late getting to my own car to follow. So I had to follow you instead," Josh used a middle finger to slide his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "So what's all the fuss about? What have we got?" He motioned toward the house and the new guy that was stringing it up with crime scene tape.<br/><br/>"Alright, Josh. You can come along but I don't want to hear a peep out of you. These folks have been through enough today," Clark's face drew into a gravely sympathetic frown as he approached the couple. He had known them most of his life, gone to school with the woman.<br/><br/>"Jim, Patricia," Clark removed his hat as he spoke. "Words can not express how deeply sorry I am for your loss. We are going to do our best to apprehend the sick bastard that did this. Take a moment while I confer with my..." What was the word Jerious had used? Ah yes. "Support."<br/><br/>The Sheriff approached Max with Josh in tow, scribbling notes quicker than his hand seemed capable. Josh stopped for a moment, the door to the kitchen area still left wide open, the sight left on grizzly display. Josh froze in place and paled.<br/><br/>"Alright, Corporal," Clark continued, seeming to not realize Josh's reaction. "What have you got for me?"