“Who the hell is calling?” She groaned rolling to her back and lazily kicking off the blankets. She had probably only been home for a good five hours a fraction of which she spent sleeping. And of course with her luck as soon her eyes shut the annoying beeping of her phone would go off. With her feet resting on the cold wooden floors she grabbed her phone which was resting on a chair in the corner and glared at the screen. She cleared her throat after reading the glow of WORK lighting up on it and answered it. “Adessi.”
“Listen up we have a body over at Cherry’s I ne-”
“You want me to deal with a dead stripper? Can’t you put Brook on it? Or even Marks?” She rubbed her eyes and made her way out of the room and into the kitchen. Hearing a sigh on the other end of the line was all she needed to hear to know that this wasn’t some ordinary case and if she was going to be functioning she’d have to be awake.
“Not a stripper and I need you on it.”
Snuggling the phone between her cheek and shoulder she grabbed a cup and placed it on the counter with one hand while the other was reaching for the coffee pot. “I had a feeling you were gonna say that. I’ll be out of the house in five.”
“Good. One last thing you’re not gonna be working the case alone. You’ll be meeting them at the scene.”
“Wait, what?” She took a sip of her coffee immediately regretting the decision realizing she had forgotten to add anything to it. “Hello?” Looking at the phone the words CALL ENDED shown making her roll her eyes. He always managed to get her to agree to things she didn’t want to do and he knew she didn’t like working with anyone, not since Jay. But what was she to do? Especially with him being in charge, she just had to suck it up and hopefully close this thing relatively quick. Nel practically downed the cup of coffee before hopping into a quick shower. Once she got into her jeans and plain white shirt she headed out.
She hadn’t looked at a clock yet but it had to be around nine in the morning, it had that smell in the air that gave it away. Dew. She kicked the newspaper that rested by her car over to the door giving the street a quick look. It would be a lie if she said the job didn’t make her a little paranoid, when you become a cop you just start to see things differently and being a homicide detective has made her see people in a different light. There have been more than one occasion in which the person doing the crime was the last person that you would think. But you live and you learn and no matter what nothing will ever be as bad as it was her first year, not something she ever likes to talk about. It’s pure embarrassment and the only people that ever tend to bring it up are her brothers.
It only took around fifteen minutes for her to arrive at the lot which been well blocked off for the most part. However it still brought many prying eyes and onlookers, nothing too bad considering this wasn’t the best neighborhood to be in. Right now it’s simply anyone working at Cherry’s, people who live near by and the saps that are coming to Cherry’s first thing in the morning or just leaving from last night. She parked under the overpass and made her way behind the yellow tape flashing her badge when she had to. The forensic team was combing the area, a lot of area, too much traffic thanks its prime location and drug deals being the more innocent activity.
“Detective Adessi. My partner arrive yet?” She asked one of the officers.