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Steve smiled to her. "It was the impact, I looked at the bodies myself. I didn't see any wounds that were caused maliciously." " Im not sure but---" He was then cut off by the one voice he did not want to hear. Dexter Morrison. "Why, hello there, madam," Dex started. "Don't mind the smell. The cops won't be spending all their time here... And I suppose they'll move the wreckage as well." "The name is Dex Morrison. You may have heard of me: I piloted the first transatlantic flight and invented the wheel. I also do detective work for the station, but that is only my fifth most interesting trait. And you must be that beautiful reporter that I've heard about. Miss Helder, is it?

Steve sighed as Dexter laid on his cheesy lines towards Adeline. "Dexter here, is a consulting private eye for the Police department, We like to give him jobs because it boosts his self esteem. "Speaking of which, shouldn't you go investigate the scene?" He said with a tone.Dexter looked at him.

"But I--"

Steve cut in " Dex I have a gun..."

"Me too" He replied.

Steve responded again with "Yeah, but I have two guns, and a knife. ..."

Dexter gained a slightly frustrated look on his face "Fine I guess someone has to do some real police work around here." With that Dexter stormed off back towards the crash. Steve looked back to the reporter. "As I was saying I'm not sure but I think he went down this alleyway. Mostly because of the blood on the ground." He pointed his finger towards the smail trail leading down thew alleyway.