Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation
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				Title: <strong>Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 20:29:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>Sarah Delacroix rolled down the window of the company car. It was always the same black model that they were given whenever they needed to head out of Washington D.C for an assignment. Over the years she had gotten pretty used to the way the car felt, smelled and the sight of it after a long day was almost beginning to feel comforting. Like there was always something in the world that she could hold on to. The black behemoth of a car had been at her side for as many cases as her current partner. A thought that she found quite humourous at times. Still the job kept throwing new surprises at her. "You know, I don't think I have ever been to Miami" she declared mostly to herself as she looked out the window at a sign leading towards the Florida city. "How about any of you guys?" she asked into the car as she sat back into the driver's seat.<br><br>It had been a long time since the car had been this crowded. To her right was sat her partner on the passenger seat as always. No real surprises there. It was in the back there the difference lay. They had been asked by the Director to pick up a new agent on their way out to their latest case. They were told to show the 'rookie' the ropes and make sure to teach some valuable lessons about the job in the process. Ok, no big deal Sarah had figured. It would be interesting and maybe even fun to poke a little at the rookie. But then they were expected to make room for a journalist as well. She didn't really catch the particulars as to why but the reporter was to tag along and write some kind of article over their travels. Maybe some kind of glory piece to attract more attention to the Bureau. Might as well try to get the best out of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 20:55:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div><em>"You know, I don't think I have ever been to Miami.... How about any of you guys?"</em><br><br>Ryan Dominguez immediately looked to his left at his partner Sarah in amazement. He gave her a look that she'd seen quite often before. ''Seriously Sarah... we've been partners for how long...? I've told you so many times that I was born in Miami, but moved when I was about 5. Honestly... memory like a sieve!''<br><br>He laughed, turning to look into the back, where the rookie and reporter were seated. ''You'll quickly have to realise that Sarah here has the world's worst memory, she even forgets her name sometimes''. He looked at her with a smile, squeezing her leg with his hand jokingly before focusing back on the road. ''Next left Sarah...''<br><br>He had been partners with Sarah Delacroix for some time now, and even now they still had the capability to joke around with each other, it all made the long journeys and time away from family all the more easier. It had been somewhat a surprise that they had been given a rookie to 'teach', which was something that both of them were quite happy to do, but the reporter really had taken him by surprise. Some of the things they did on the job, he just didn't expect the Bureau to want it broadcasted to the country, but who was he to argue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 00:03:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan Stevens was a young rookie, just brought into the agency, and now thrown into his first case. He had enough time to pack a small bag before time to join the senior field agents. Now, he sat in the backseat with a reporter, listening to the banter of the two in the front seats. He knew little of either, but he did know that Agents Delacroix and Dominguez were long term partners that had a good record for their cases. They were both good looking and fit, and Dylan hoped that he could keep up. It wouldn't do to be the rookie who messed up a great team.<br><br>When Sarah asked about Miami, Dylan could only shake his head. He lived in Texas and Georgia, had been to Orlando in Florida, but never further south in the peninsular state. When Ryan turned to look at him, teasing about Sarah's memory, Dylan lips quirked in a mixture of a smirk and a smile.<br><br>Dylan knew four languages, was a soccer athlete all through school, and could usually do math like it was breathing, but his people skills lacked. He watched Ryan and Sarah closely, seeing the way they teased and bantered. He felt a little out of sorts, but they seemed welcoming enough. "I've never been south of Orlando. I hear Miami is all bikinis and partying." He messed with his watch, the digital display showing the date and time, as well as another time below it that was the approximate time til they should arrive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>05-01-2016, 23:33:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g323/shmband/langlois_2206264b_zpsb6mppd1l.jpg)</div>For most of his career, Drew Cartwright had lived by the principal that to get the story you wanted to tell, you had to first get the story your subject wanted you to tell.&nbsp; And less than forty-eight hours ago, he'd found himself adrift without that anchor.&nbsp; Because unlike politicians and spin-doctors who were more than happy to tell a story, even if you knew it was bullshit, the FBI had a long history of being tight-lipped and reticent, and content to neither tell a story of their own, nor confirm or deny anyone else's.<br><br>Which was why an opaque invitation to accompany active agents on a case in Florida had thrown him for a loop.&nbsp; It was, as far as he knew, unprecedented, and wholly suspect.&nbsp; But it was also irresistable.&nbsp; For an organisation that was normally so secretive, it was impossible for him to come away without <em>something</em> to write.&nbsp; Not that he was naive.&nbsp; He knew that the bureau wasn't going to lead him into Area 51 or observe any sensitive operation.&nbsp; He'd already chalked this up as an attempt to water down popular conceptions by getting him to sit in a room with three agents as they conducted a banal raid on some rogue trader's accounts, and to watch them audit his bank records for a week.<br><br>If nothing else, at least there would be sun.<br><br>"Stevens wasn't it?" Drew said, his eyes averting to the young man next to him.&nbsp; He had chosen to ignore Ryan's comment about Sarah, not because it wasn't of interest, but because he was trying to detect the motive behind it.&nbsp; Some sort of a feign?&nbsp; Gallows humour among agents?&nbsp; Instead, he chose to make small talk with the apparent newbie.&nbsp; "How do you feel about that?&nbsp; You joined the bureau on the language program right?&nbsp; Was bikinis and partying what you had in mind as you worked through that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 00:11:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>The blonde agent rolled her eyes gently at her partner as took a left turn as instructed. "Yeah, right. And you will soon realise that agent Dominguez is a real joker" she smirked as the car continued to roll down the Florida roads. Ryan always seemed to have some kind of smart comment to make on a situation. Yet he had never managed to let her down, which she always reminded herself of whenever he thought of something particularly clever to say. The southern sun glistened against the windshield as Sarah poked out her ears and listened to the conversation in the back. "I hope you didn't expect to spend the assignment on the beach Stevens" she remarked to break their conversation momentarily. "The only partying you will be doing here is the Danse Macabre" she remarked with a smirk only visible to her partner. "Well, if we are lucky then our victim will be in a bikini I guess".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 21:33:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>He saw the smirk on his partner's face and rolled his eyes a little, now sitting quietly in his seat as he also listened to the conversation in the back of the car. He had been unsure as to why the bureau had suggested a reporter shadow them. It was unusual and he'd never seen anything like it happen before within the organisation, and as such, he was very cautious when it came to providing too much information whilst in front of their guest, at least to begin with.<br><br>He had to smile when the reporter brought up bikinis and partying being the possible reason behind joining the bureau however. ''Left again Delacroix....'' He had his eye on the road at all times, the pair of them had got lost on a few occasions before, and it was usually whilst Sarah was driving.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 23:20:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan's eyes widened a bit when the reporter mentioned that being his reason. He looked up from his watch when agent Delacroix mentioned partying. Shaking his head a little, he laughed. "No, no, I didn't join for that." He glanced at the reporter. "You're going to get me in trouble." Dylan laughed a little.<br><br>Leaning his elbow on the door armrest, Dylan closed his eyes for a moment to think. "Yes, I majored in foreign languages. I know three other than English, fluently, and a few others that I'm still working on. Partying has been the furthest thing from my mind since junior high." He looked at them. "Though, I would actually like to see some macabre bikini victim, if there has to be a victim at all." He wasn't sure if they would find it funny, he was never sure if he was being funny or saying something uncalled for.<br><br>"What excuse did they give you guys about a reporter jumping in on this one? I was only told I'm a probie for now and need to keep my nose clean." He shrugged. "Guess that includes not going horn-dog over party go-ers."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 22:41:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g323/shmband/langlois_2206264b_zpsb6mppd1l.jpg)</div>Drew looked out the window and snorted.<br><br>"I'm a civilian in a car with three feds talking about a bikini clad victim," he sniggered,&nbsp; "and you're worried <em>I'm</em> going to get <em>you</em> intro trouble?"<br><br>He shook his head and watched the surroundings and the instructions Dominguez gave to his partner.&nbsp; To all appearances it looked like any other beach vacation, were it not for the company.&nbsp; Somewhere in his mind he was recounting all of his recent reports, wondering if there may have been anything he could have covered that might have trodden on some government toes and warranted him being driven out to Miami to be 'disappeared'.<br><br>"So Delacroix," he said, "let me get the broad strokes out of the way.&nbsp; The direct questions I know you won't give direct answers to.&nbsp; I'm getting the impression you don't really know why there's a reporter tagging along.&nbsp; Maybe it would shed some light on it if you told me what you're in Florida to investigate?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 23:59:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>Sarah made a little shrug as she continued to follow Ryan's directions. "There isn't really a big secret as to what we are doing down here in the lovely south Mr. Cartwright. In fact" she said as she slowed down before a red light. "I have already told you. We are going to check out a murder scene" she said and looked to Ryan as if looking for confirmation that she was right to give that information away. Still she continued, figuring that the rookie had not been getting the information anyway. "Local PD asked us to check it out. There's been a couple of murders down there that match an unsolved case back in Chicago. So of course they are afraid of a connection and asked for support" she said as they had entered the city and was nearing the crime scene.<br><br>"Not long now. Will be there in a couple of minutes" she said and leaned back in the seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 22:10:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>He quickly saw Sarah looking towards Ryan as as if asking for his permission to let the reporter know exactly what their current case was. He smiled and nodded, saying nothing. This was a whole new situation for the pair of them. They had grown pretty close since becoming partners, and were an extremely good pairing, with a very high success rate. They weren't used to having company however, and so it would take some time to get used to that, especially an with an outsider with them.<br><br>Sarah was right though and within a few minutes they had arrived at the scene, pulling up on the side of the road. Ryan undid his seatbelt and was the first to open his door and climb out of his door, and immediately began to look around, seeing whether his instinct was telling him anything whilst he waited for the others to get out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 06:20:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan just kept quiet on the mention of the unsolved case. He knew that unsolved cases were sensitive subjects, usually making agents agitated. He wasn't sure if agent Delacroix or Dominguez were part of the unit that had worked the case in Chicago, but figured it better to not take the conversation past simple mention. He then looked out the side window as he waited for them to arrive.<br><br>As they parked, Dylan unbuckled and got out, moving around to stand a little off from Ryan. "So, what am I to expect for my first scene? What will I be doing?" He was looking around, trying to pick up any details that stood out for him. Anything that might give him a chance to show he was capable to be an agent, to have them take their time in training him,
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 22:59:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g323/shmband/langlois_2206264b_zpsb6mppd1l.jpg)</div>Drew smirked and nodded.&nbsp; <br><br>"My apologies," he said, "when you mentioned a 'bikini clad victim' I thought you were suggesting an <em>assassination</em> target.&nbsp; But of course not, it seems a little cold to strike someone down in their swimwear.&nbsp; Even for the FBI."<br><br>Of course this didn't make things any less strange.&nbsp; He was tagging along for a murder investigation.&nbsp; A much juicier scoop than an accounts audit, that was for sure.&nbsp; This could turn out to be a ripe opportunity after all.<br><br>When the car stopped and the agents in the front got out, Drew opened his door and hopped out before he could be told to 'stay put'.&nbsp; No doubt sooner or later he'd hit a wall where he was told that anything more was 'classified' or that for another reason he could proceed no further, but for now he was more than willing to press his luck.<br><br>"So you two been partners for a long time then, I'm guessing?" he said, referring to Delacroix and Dominguez.&nbsp; "Road trips to the beach feature heavily in that history?&nbsp; With the amount of travelling you guys have to do I wonder if 'going horndog' as Steven's so elloquently put it is a professional hazard?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 18:13:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>The crime scene was a closed off alleyway in the middle of the city. Tucked neatly in between a popular tattoo shop and a coffe place stood half a dusin cops making sure no one unwanted saw something they weren't supposed to. The yellow police line tape marked the shift between the two worlds. Sarah stepped out and breathed in the hot Florida air. "Dylan, stick close to Ryan and me for now. I want to hear your analysis of the vic' first" she said as she began to slowly walking towards the guarded tape, relying on Ryan to follow her.<br><br>"Listen Mr. Cartwright" she said as they were almost there. "I don't really know what you are playing at here but you better be careful what you are asking" she remarked. "I will tell you that, yes agent Dominguez and I are close. It comes naturally when you are in this line of work. Ask any cop or soldier the same question and they will give you the same answer" she said as she flashed her bagde at the cop. "Agents Delacroix, Dominguez and Stevens with special guest Mr. Cartwright" was all she needed to say to have them let into the inner sanctum. <br><br>In the middle of the alley lay the corpse of a young man with what appeared to have multiple stab wounds. "After you agent Stevens" she remarked as she motioned towards the corpse. While it was true that she felt close to Ryan, it would also be a lie if she said that she had never thought about him in a different way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 16:33:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>Ryan wasn't really paying attention to what the reporter had said. Too busy looking around at the surrounding area to their crime scene, looking to see if there was anything that could come in handy, like CCTV or anything, he spotted a few cameras, but for now, was unsure as to whether they'd have picked anything up, or whether anyone would have even asked to see the videos.<br><br>He just caught the last bit of what Sarah was saying however and smiled at the way she had spoken to the reporter, whom he was sure was just trying to get to know the background of their partnership. It was true however that they were close, more than close, but as Sarah had said, this was normal when working with someone so closely, and for quite a long time too. There were often rumours within the bureau about the pair of them, but that was all they were, rumours.<br><br>He showed his badge as he passed the cop, not saying anything as he walked behind the other three, allowing Stevens to take a good look at the corpse, anxious to hear what his initial thoughts were.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>13-01-2016, 07:11:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan flashed his badge, a grin in place at getting to use it. It felt official now, a real agent. All the studying and seclusion, all for that little joy of flashing a badge saying he was of authority, even over local law enforcement. It made him feel great, giddy to the point of nearly vibrating with excitement. Almost like his first blowjob, except he really hoped not for some messy results. As he thought this, he followed Sarah, unable to help that his eyes drifted down to her rear-end.<br><br>When she mentioned for him to look first, his eyes shot up to look at her in surprise. With a wide grin, he pointed to the body. "I get the honors?" Walking over, careful not to step in any fluids or on any debris. Wouldn't do to muck up the scene of the crime. He pulled a small black wallet from an inner pocket of his blazer and pulled two latex gloves out.<br><br>Dylan slipped the gloves on as he crouched low, arms resting on his knees, he pointed at the body. "He was stabbed... about eight times, I'd say. Can't see his back. Which if this is a serial case, probably a stab or two in the back, either from catching him off guard or as he tried to escape." Glancing over at Sarah and Ryan, he shrugged a little. "Can't tell if he smells of alcohol, cause he smells too much like urine... but that happens when you die... and I'm not into smelling mouths."<br><br>Reaching down to grasp the man's wrist, he lifted the hand and looked at the nails, getting them kind of close to his face. "Minimal junk under the nails. Mostly dirt, not a very hygienic thing if you ask me, but looks like there might be some other matter there." Lowering the hand, he got up and looked around the area, trying to spot anything useful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 13:30:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1096.photobucket.com/albums/g323/shmband/langlois_2206264b_zpsb6mppd1l.jpg)</div>Drew huffed and gave Sarah and crooked grin, tilting his head apologetically.&nbsp; "Just trying to get an angle on this whole thing Agent Delacroix."<br><br>He decided not to ask any more questions for now and let the agents do their job.&nbsp; As they passed the police cordon he showed the visitor ID he had been given, at which the office in charge briefly squinted like he'd never seen anything quite like it before.&nbsp; Drew couldn't help but feel that his company with three FBI agents spoke louder than the bit of plastic did.<br><br>When he saw the body he folded his arms and remain tight-lipped.&nbsp; It wasn't the first dead body he'd seen by a long shot; covering genocide in the Central African Republic had made sure of that.&nbsp; And in many ways the stab victim they were looking at didn't seem like anything exceptional, unless it was to do with <em>who</em> the victim was.&nbsp; He leaned to try to get a look at the man's face, and listened attentively to the agents' assessment of the situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 00:17:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>"Nicely spotted Stevens" Sarah said as he pointed out the muck between the victim's nails. "Get a sample of that for the lab. Seems our killer may have had a fight on their hands this time. Just might be our lucky break" she said in an almost giddy manner. So far everything had matched the old case back in Chicago, but there was still a thing she could check to make sure. The killer had a tendency to leave the murder weapon at a nearby trashcan without any prints or useful leads on it. "Just a second" Agent Delacroix said as she ran across the street to the bus stop. Sure enough there was a kitchen knifed taped underneath the trashcan there. She came back with the bloody knife in her latex gloved hand. "Get this to the lab" she commanded as she handed it to one of the cops.<br><br>"Well, it looks like it's the same guy" she stated to the others. "I am guessing that our vic was a divorce lawyer based on the previous cases" she noted. "Any of you spotted something else?" she asked as her eyes continued to dart around the scene.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 10:14:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>Ryan was impressed with Agent Stevens' initial assessment, having been ready for the usual rookie mistakes and errors. He smiled to himself, looking around whilst he listened in to his two fellow agents talking. He watched Delacroix disappear briefly before she returned with a knife. He shook his head, it was most certainly the same killer, but it wasn't like the killer to leave evidence behind, the knife yes, but not his own DNA beneath his victim's nails. <br><br>''I'm going to head out over the road and see if those CCTV cameras picked anything unusual or interesting up. He looked at Delacroix before turning on his heels, jogging across the road, making his way into each of the establishments, using his credentials to gain access to the video footage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 23:19:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>When Sarah congratulated his find, Dylan smiled. It was definitely a warm gooey feeling to me told by a senior agent that he had done well. Nodding, he turned towards the car, pulling off his used gloves. "Yes ma'am."<br><br>As Delacroix went off to check around the bus stop and Dominguez went to check cameras, Dylan went to the car and retrieved a small black duffle from the trunk. He returned and found a clean spot to set the bag where he wouldn't disturb any of the scene. He pulled out another clean set of gloves and slipped them on as he pulled out a little white metal box from the duffle. He opened it to reveal a sample gathering kit.<br><br>Grabbing the victim's hand and grabbed a thin scrapper from the nail kit, which basically was a manicure kit. He also grabbed a little tube from the sampler kit and placed it in the hand that held the victim's hand. With the scrapper, he cleaned out the debris from under the nails and deposited it into the vial tube. He didn't seem to hear Sarah's comment about the victim's probably profession, since he was focus on not losing any possible evidence.<br><br>After he finished that hand, he capped the vial, placed it in the kit, and retrieved another. He began on the other hand. "Maybe this time someone caught some DNA of our perp..." He muttered, as though he was concentrating hard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 18:10:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>Sarah nodded softly towards her fellow senior agent as he went to check up on the security footage. She rested her hands on her hips as she watched Dylan skillfully remove a sample of tissue from underneath the victim's fingernails. It took her a few minutes to realise that the reporter was nowhere to be seen. She figured that the reality of the job had scared him off. Guess the story wasn't that important to whatever paper he worked for anyway. "Keep working those fingers Agent Stevens" she said jokingly before turning around to catch up to Agent Dominguez. "We will be right back" she managed to say before she was out of the crimescene and next to Ryan.<br><br>"Looks like our reporter bailed" she smirked as they walked towards another establishment. "So.... what do you think of Stevens so far?" she asked. "He's kind of cute you know. Not as cute as you though" she laughed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 18:26:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div><br>He purposely walked slowly towards the road, knowing that Sarah would follow him. He was pretty impressed with the way Stevens was coping so far, especially with his initial assessment. He remembered back to when he was a newbie. It wasn't the assessments that took time to get used to, it was the things you didn't get taught when training, like the first time you are shot at, the first time you shoot someone for real, and not just in a training exercise, that's when they'd really know if Stevens had it or not.<br><br>''Shame that eh.... I was starting to enjoy having a reporter follow us and try to catch us out with everything we said''. He rolled his eyes, Sarah would know he was being sarcastic. He hadn't been amused at all when their boss had told him they'd be followed around for a while.<br><br>''Trust you to find him cute...'' He laughed, looking at her as she mentioned Stevens not being as cute as him. He reached over and slapped her bum before they walked into the establishment. ''I should think not...'' He winked at her before grabbing his badge as they approached reception.<br><br>''Agents Dominguez and Delacroix, we are going to need to see the CCTV cameras please''.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>12-02-2016, 02:21:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>As Sarah joked and walked off, Dylan mock saluted before returning to the task at hand. He snickered a little as he thought about the pun. It didn't take long before the young agent finished collecting the samples from under the nails. Looking around, he noticed he was alone.<br><br>"Huh?" He blinked and wondered where everyone went. Shouldn't the reporter be there, snapping pictures or whatever? Then, he wondered what he should do. Should he run off to find his senior agents, or should he take initiative and start on something else and prove himself worth the time.<br><br>He settled on proving himself, so he pulled out a notebook and pen, then took a few items from the sample kit. He then sketched out the victim's body, etching where the wounds were. With arrows to each stab, he then measured the width, depth, and angle of each one. After finishing with this, he lifted the body a little--just enough to check for wounds on the back and to do the same as he had with the ones on the front of the body. He noted scrapes and scratches on the drawing, as well as the jagged edges of the stab wounds, then put the notebook on the bag for a moment. He took sample swabs at the wounds, and at the victim's mouth, wanting to make sure he didn't miss anything.<br><br>As he stepped back and picked up the notebook again, he pulled out a thin calculator from an inner pocket of his jacket. He started estimating the order of stabs based on angle and depth, wanting to determine if the attack was frenzied or calculated. If it truly was the same killer, he was sure it would not be frenzied. A copy cat, on the other hand, could possibly calculated. Maybe if he could determine if the attacker was the right height, they'd see why he had been selected to join them.<br><br>He leaned against one of the walls, so that he could keep an eye on the body, and wrote down estimates. He had always wanted to work on a big case. He never doubted joining the agency, but he knew that being on this case would require him showing his worth. It also required him to not show his attraction for others. If he upset his senior agents, he'd be off the case and possibly under scrutiny from others.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>14-02-2016, 12:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>It almost surprised Sarah that Ryan slapped her butt. While it wasn't excactly the way an agent should behve while on a mission, it was also her own fault for teasing him like she did. Just then a series of thoughts streamed through her mind. She wondered how far she could tease her partner and perhaps also the newbie. She wondered if something would actually come from it. Sarah had to shelve her thoughts for the moment however as they entered the building to check out the camera footage. "You have a camera looking over the bus stop yeah? I am going to need you to rewind that footage for us" she ordered the man responsible for the security footage.<br><br>"Look at that guy" she stated as the tape had rewinded back to show a man in dark coat limping towards the trashcan and staying there for a few seconds before moving on. "That looks like it was a recent injury. My guess is that our perp is out of practice and managed to get himself a busted leg" she stated as she turned around to head for the door. "If Stevens have found any sign of struggle, I think this may be our guy" she said just as she headed out of the door. "By the way" she said on her way out. "Are you scared of the competition that Stevens brings? Or are you scared I won't share him?" she smirked as she ran back towards the crime scene.<br><br>Sarah didn't have to flash her bagde to get back into the crime scene. "Anything new Stevens?" she asked as she approached him by the wall. "We may have a lead on our perp, but it would mean that there are signs of a fight here" she stated.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>14-02-2016, 21:37:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>He wasn't normally so unprofessional, yet it hadn't been a typical day for the pair of them. They'd managed to successfully keep their cool around a reporter, and then managed to lose that same reporter before he even got an insight into what they did. Even so, he knew Sarah well enough to know that she enjoyed having her butt slapped, whether it was professional or not.<br><br>They looked carefully at the footage and quickly used a memory stick to transfer the evidence over so that they'd be able to watch it back once they had got back to whatever room they had put in overnight whilst they were there in Miami.<br><br>''Oh you didn't go there!'' He laughed, shaking his head at her before he watched her run over to where Stevens seemed to be finishing off. The truth was he wasn't scared of either. They may have a new partner with them, but he didn't see him as competition. He knew Sarah well enough to know that whilst they worked well together, and enjoyed each others company, the likelihood of them being in a successful relationship was low at best, and so he just enjoyed life as it came.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>16-02-2016, 09:16:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>When Sarah returned, he looked up and shrugged. "Not much..." He then held out the sketch he'd done with different calculations written on the side. "I figured if it were a surprise attack, with little struggle, the order of the stabs would be violent, but planned." He pulled the notebook back and used the pen to circle the second set of numbers by the sketch. Looking to the body for a moment.<br><br>"If you think there was a struggle... then that matches the second calculations... and the stabs would be a bit frenzied. Which works better with what I've checked." He then blinked and looked back to Sarah. "I mean, we can read over the M.E.'s report, agent Delacroix, but I'm sure they'll say the same."<br><br>He pushed off the wall and moved over to the body. "I figure he was caught while running away, since the ones in his back are slanted, shallow, and jagged. Not really good for incapacitating someone." He then motioned to the ones over the body. "These were in a deliberate order, even though not as accurate as a planned attack would be. I think the victim was able to throw the attacker off balance or something, because the angle changed for the last few stabs."<br><br>He rubbed the back of his neck and shrugged. "I did find a couple short hairs in the nails of the victim's right hand. Could be arm, facial, or head hair. Hopefully belonging to the attacker." Dylan didn't want to imagine that he'd come that close to some hooker's hairs. He wanted, for more than the case, for those hairs to belong in the system for the attack.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 20:54:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>"Hair eh?" Sarah questioned as she walked about the crime scene. "That could work" she added. "Send that to the Miami office and have them run it trough the criminal database. Who knows, maybe we get lucky" she said and took one last look at the body. "Now come on. We have a bunch of camera footage we need to look through while we wait for the results" she said and approached the local officer in charge. "Know any good place to stay around here?" she asked the cop as she assumed he would be very familiar with the city.<br><br>"Yeah, the 'Pink Flamingo' is just down the street from here. The best motel in the city" he answered.<br><br>"Come on then Stevens. We gotta book a couple of rooms I reckon. You and Dominguez can share one" she smiled as she waited by the car for Ryan to finish up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 22:55:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>Yet again Ryan was impressed with how Stevens was performing and if he continued like he was doing so then he'd definitely have a successful career ahead him in the bureau. He shook his head as he heard Sarah, he finished writing his notes up, and put them away, along with the CCTV footage before he made his way to the car, already on his phone to get the directions for the Pink Flamingo.<br><br>It was his turn to drive and so he waited in the car, and once everyone was back inside, he made the short journey to the motel that had been suggested to them. His thoughts turned to the case and he figured that if the hairs came back as from the attacker then it should be an easier case than they had first expected, which meant having to head back home sooner than he'd have liked. He truly loved being on the road, keeping his mind busy with work, he really did enjoy what he did for a profession.<br><br>He parked up in the car park and looked at Sarah. ''You go and sort the rooms out, me and Stevens will bring the bags in''.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>19-02-2016, 09:04:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan nodded at her question, eve though she probably wasn't expecting an answer. Moving to his duffle, he packed everything up. He had already sealed the sample kit and labeled everything appropriately. All he had to do was put everything away and head to the car. He was going over his sketch and opinions of the crime in his head, until she mentioned him sharing a room with agent Dominguez. He faltered as he picked up his duffle, lifting his gaze to watch Sarah, wondering if she was joking.<br><br>Blinking, he finished shouldering the bag and headed for the car. Getting in and setting the duffle next to him on the bench seat, Dylan watched Ryan as he drove. He stayed quiet, feeling a little intimidated by the idea of sharing the room. He had always had his own room, even in the dorms at university, and had grown quite accustomed to sleeping nude. He was not sure he'd sleep much tonight if he had to wear clothes at the same time as sharing a room.<br><br>Swallowing thickly when they pulled up to the 'Pink Flamingo,' Dylan waited for the car to stop. At Ryan's suggestion to bring the bags in, Dylan nodded and got out of the car. He waited for the trunk to be opened and then helped Ryan gather the bags. "You... don't mind getting stuck sharing with the probie?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>20-02-2016, 12:58:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>The ride to the motel was short, yet it still allowed Sarah to think a bit. On the case and on her partners. Once they arrived she dutyfully followed Ryan's suggestion and left the two of them with the bags, as she went to the reception and asked for two rooms. A few minutes later she returned to the car with two keys dangling from her fingers. "Okay we have rooms 215 and 216 up on the second floor. I suggest we start looking through the tapes in your room" she smirked as she took her bag and began the walk up to the rooms.<br><br>"Oh and don't worry boys" she remarked. "There are two single beds in each room" she laughed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>20-02-2016, 23:53:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div><em>"You... don't mind getting stuck sharing with the probie?"</em><br><br>Ryan turned to look at the attractive young rookie and smiled. ''Honestly its fine. To be fair, once we have gone through the tapes and evidence, we'll probably all fall asleep quite quickly. You don't need to worry about us, you're one of us now so just relax alright?''<br><br>He flashed a smile at the rookie before he picked up his bag, as well that of Sarahs, allowing Dylan to just concentrate on his own as well as the evidence he'd collected so far. When Sarah came back, he passed her one of her bags before they headed up to the rooms, going to their individual rooms, the two guys sharing one, as they waited for Sarah to come into theirs, so that they could go over the evidence.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>01-03-2016, 18:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>Dylan felt a bit calmer when Ryan told him it was alright that they were sharing. To be called one of them, he couldn't stop the small smile that turned up one corner of his lips. It felt nice to be a part of a team. It felt even better to not be looked down on as the 'new guy.' "Yeah, I'll try to relax some."<br><br>As they made it to the rooms, Sarah's comment about there being two beds in each room, Dylan felt relief. He was going to feel a little uncomfortable sleeping around someone new, but at least he wouldn't have to ask Ryan if he was cool with sharing a bed with someone who slept nude. Man, that would have been an awkward conversation. He could see it in his head, and he was sure it would not end well, so it was good there were two beds.<br><br>Once they reached their rooms, Dylan set down the bags he was carrying and went to the bathroom, checking how clean it was. He washed his hands and then moved to sit on the edge of the bed further from the door. "So, now what do we do?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>03-03-2016, 21:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>Sarah dropped off her bag and her jacket in her room, leaving her in her shirt as she went straight back into the boys' room. "What we do now agent Stevens" she remarked as she entered. "Is check out the security footage we got from across the street while we wait for your DNA sample to come back" she said and dropped down on the other bed. She looked towards a table in the other end of the room and pointed towards the rookie. "Rig up the computer, would you kindly agent Stevens?" she asked with a smile.<br><br>She still remembered the first couple of times she had to look through security footage. She was glad that she could finally get a break from that and put the rookie on it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>04-03-2016, 14:28:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>As they'd been entering the room, Ryan's phone had started ringing, and so he'd let the pair of them go into the room he'd be sharing with Dylan whilst he took the call from their boss. He wasn't remotely amused by the fact that the reporter had left within a few hours of them leaving base and wanted a conference call with both Ryan and Sarah that night, to hear what exactly had happened.<br><br>He assured the boss that it hadn't been anything they'd done or said but the phone call was soon cut and he made his way into the room, closing the door behind him.<br><br>''Looks like we have a date with the boss later on Sarah....'' He smirked, sitting down on the edge of the bed that she'd chosen to sit down on. He too remembered how much he'd disliked having to look through continuous security footage but didn't feel as though this particular footage would take long for Dylan to get through.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zhu Que</strong> on <strong>08-03-2016, 02:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Jensen_Ackles_Handsome_Men_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg)</div>As soon as Sarah mentioned checking the footage, a part of Dylan knew he'd be stuck with the suck job. When she mentioned rigging up the computer, he made a noise of disgruntled acceptance. "Got it. Will do."<br><br>Getting up, he moved to start getting the computer stuff from the bags and started setting them up. He blinked when Ryan mentioned that him and Sarah would have to talk to the boss later. Dylan didn't feel so frustrated with being tasked to watch the security footage anymore.<br><br>After loading up the first one, he stood up and pulled his jacket off. Since he had a black under-shirt on, he started unbottoning his white shirt before moving to his bag and pulling out a thick notebook. Back at the table, he pulled the chair closer and sat. "Anyone going to watch with me, or do I get the pleasure all to myself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>10-03-2016, 23:16:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://www.dressity.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anntaylor.jpg)</div><br>"Great, I love talking to him" Sarah remarked and rolled her eyes as she heard hers and Ryan's impending talk with their boss. It wasn't that she hated him, he was a good man and a damn fine fed to have made it that far. But who in this world can truthfully say that they love their boss? She looked to Dylan as he began to unpack the bags and set up the computer. A small smirk came across her face as she watched him take his jacket off.<br><br>"No, I'll help you out" she said while making a face to her partner still on the bed as she walked up behind Dylan to look at the footage. "It's simple work, but boring work really. Just look for anything suspious like that guy we spotted on it earlier" she remarked and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Joining the Federal Bureau of Investigation</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheDoctor46</strong> on <strong>14-03-2016, 10:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fiction-wrestling-multiverse/images/c/c4/Tom_Brady.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130911220728)</div>Ryan smirked, seeing the eye roll. He was sure that it'd be nothing too bad, and that he'd simply want answers in regards to the disappearance of the reporter. Ryan wasn't sure himself why the guy had simply disappeared on them, not that he really cared either. As Sarah got up to help Dylan go through the footage, Ryan decided that now would be a good time to make a start on the paperwork.<br><br>He got his laptop out of his case, and plugged it in, finding the wifi password, and then slowly began to work through the boring side of the job. He answered emails that had come from the lab and sources. As he looked up, his eyes were drawn to the screen.<br><br>''Hey... stop.... rewind it a little.... there....'' He pointed at the screen at the possible attacker coming out of the bar. ''We didn't check that bar. Bars usually have CCTV looking down on the main bar area, maybe they got a close up of his face?'' He looked up at the time. ''Dylan did you wanna drive down there whilst me and Sarah talk to the boss, see what you can find out?''<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Just an idea, we don't have to go forward with it. Was thinking that Dylan would go to the bar to get the footage, but get held up in traffic on the way. The meeting with the boss would be a little shorter than both Ryan and Sarah thought and they get a little carried away in Sarah's hotel room. Then once Dylan is back, he can either walk in on them, or maybe, (in my opinion even better) listens in on them</div></div>
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