<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ec/74/53/ec7453ab61f832b816527202fa570493.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cassidy Locke<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Police Station --> 237 Pacific Way<br/><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday, May 4th: 7:15 - 7:50<br/><br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Travelling and getting her kit, arriving<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dr. Irene, Amhurst, Maxon and open<br/><hr/><br/>A homicide! It was exciting, though Cassidy felt bad that there was a loss of life, she would truly enjoy finding out who did it and play a part in bringing them to justice. "I can always catch a cab if I need to. Depends on so much." She finished her coffee a couple of minutes later and winked at Goosey for her comment.<br/><br/>They chatted off and on as the doctor drove through the small city to the police station where Cassidy hopped out. She hurried inside, knowing it wouldn't take the doc long to get the meat wagon and return.<br/><br/>The big kit wasn't a whole lot different than her small one but it had more of everything and a few extra things. For example, she now had the makings in case of shoe imprints she might need to cast outside of the house, that wasn't in her "everyday" bag.<br/><br/>A few minutes later she was stowing the case in the back next to Irene's bag and they were heading towards the crime scene. When they arrived, Cassidy was a little more nervous. It was like stage fright, a buzzing through her body that could only be described as such. "I'd offer to help, Goosey, but I know the D.L. is around here and he'll want me gathering evidence and taking pictures ASAP," she said as they got out of the vehicle and she reached through the back door to grab her case.<br/><br/>Cassidy saw, gathered already, other plain-clothed and uniformed police. She swallowed and clipped her I.D. to her shirt and started towards the tape line and the Sgt at the driveway (Amhurst). She didn't really pay any attention to the curious bystanders gathering and the other cops, she was trying to focus herself for seeing what could be a murder scene. Her first body on scene. Not her first dead body. She'd been in the morgue. The bodies didn't bother her but the state of this one might be gruesome and she couldn't predict how she'd react.<br/><br/>"Cassidy Locke, Forensics. Is Detective Holiday already inside?" she said to Amhurst, tapping her I.D. and giving Maxon a tentative smile.