Tokiwong
First Post
Festy_Dog said:Heh, I've never been very good with names.
"That's the question, how do we go about this and not have her notice she's under the microscope? Surveillance is an option, but with all the stuff she's involved in she'd be moving around a lot, which could make it easier for her to notice us and us to lose track of her," James thinks of their options, "Speaking with her wouldn't be a simple task either. I'm worried that if she knew we suspected her of something it'd steer the investigation into a brick wall."
Selene listens, “Well you are right, if she suspects anything, if anything is going on then we would blow this case wide open, and petty much miss our chance. I just have a hard time reconciling the Krista I know with the fact that she might be mixed up with some killer cult that may or may not b mixed up with the murder at the school… it’s just a little freaky.”
“Well stranger things have been known to happen,” Alicia responds.
Selene shrugs, “Sure.”
Sakura
Koga laughs, “No, not Mai, she is a good friend from school, nothing like that, see there you go jumping to conclusions again,” he chides. He turns to Darius, “Do you really need me to tell you that I didn’t see anything, I probably saw less then Sakura did…”
“No, forensics will be looking over the bullet, found at the scene, and checking any witnesses, but you know that we will be touch. I will wait outside, to give you guys some time,” he turns and exits.
“I will be fine Sakura,” he says opening the envelope with the card and slides it out, reading it carefully being sighing and slipping it back in, the look is a little our for a moment before he turns to dad.
“So old man, you got any words of wisdom?” Koga says.
Father stays silent for a moment, “I am just glad to see you are alright, son. No words of wisdom, just simple concern.”
“Try not to strain yourself, I will be fine dad. So don’t worry about me, I won’t need you to fix anything for me, I can handle my own messes.”
“This isn’t about handling messes, you were just shot,” father replies.
“It’s about making sure we live up to the family name, I know. All too well,” Koga replies dryly.
Father folds his arms across his chest, “I am still your father, Koga. This isn’t like you to be so disrespectful.”
“Oh, well maybe its time you met the real Koga.”
“I thought I did, son,” father replies looking visibly upset.