They had grown so close, Tori wondered how she had managed before Sam came into her life. She and Sam had spent nearly every weekend on the lake, getting to know each other without a murder investigation hanging over them. It had only been a couple of months since they’d gone to the boat regularly, but still, it had been an ideal summer and Tori missed it. The January day was cold and rainy, making her long for summer. Tori grabbed her jacket off the back of her chair. Tori took the piece of paper from Malone. Special Victims investigates sexual crimes, Hunter, he said, his voice tense.
Naked? Shouldn’t this fall to the new Special Victims Unit? Let’s try to keep the gory details from the press. The responding unit is there, and the crime lab’s already on the scene.Ī priest? Tori asked, leaning forward. Father Michael was found dead this morning in the rectory. I think we found a witness who can put Stewart at the scene. We’ve got a solid lead on our case, Lieutenant. And if you want sensitive, maybe you should send Sikes. Like I don’t know how to be sensitive, Tori said dryly as she crossed her arms. We need to be sensitive about this one, Hunter. Got a situation out at Saint Mary’s, downtown, he said, reading from a scribbled note in his hand. Sam was meeting her friend Amy, that’s all. It was one thing for Sikes to tease them, quite another to have her lieutenant asking about her relationship. It was still unsettling to know that her lieutenant, of all people, knew about her love life.
Where’s Kennedy? he asked, motioning for her to sit. Tori Hunter looked up from her computer, nodding at Lieutenant Malone as she slid her chair back and walked into his office.
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