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located in The City, a part of murder by any other name, one of the many universes on RPG.

The City



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Character Portrait: Jett Ryder Character Portrait: Katherine DeLise
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"I'm no lightweight." he responded.

Katherine went to search for the glasses and passed two mismatched ones to him. As she talked, Jett poured wine into both of the glasses and then handed one to her. At this point he was done eating and took a sip of the wine at the same time she did.

He watched her as she looked at the boxes piled in the apartment and sighed, pulling her hair up in a ponytail. His green eyes, both sharp and calculating honed in on the bright scar that went from her jaw to her ear. It looked fresh and Jett wondered how she got it. A bad occurrence with one of her previous cases? An ex boyfriend with a temper perhaps? It is always possible that it happened in a simple accident as well he guessed.

Noticing that she couldn’t reach the higher cabinets, he moved behind her to help as he could easily reach the top shelf. Every time he picked up a dish, his front brushed against her back. Once the dishes were all put up and she was done talking, he moved to lean against the counter, freeing her from the caged position he had her in.

"I wouldn't say that I'm that good, I prefer the term mediocre." That was a lie, Jett knew he was the most intelligent person in his unit. However, sometimes it was best to play dumb. If people knew how smart he really was they would be suspicious. Plus, it wouldn't make any sense as to why someone who was known for being highly intelligent would fail to find the murderer after such a long period of time. It didn't hurt his ego to be called an idiot by his fellow officers because he simply didn't care about their opinions.

"I don't know what to tell you, the guy is good," he tilted his head down to make eye contact with her. "He leaves no evidence at the crime scenes and never makes a mistake, no fingerprints, no stray cigarettes, no hairs, no chewing gum, nothing." He crossed his arms across his chest. "In fact, the only lead we have is that we believe him to be someone who has been professionally trained to carry out hits considering the lack of evidence that he leaves behind."

Jett paused for a moment before looking around as if he was nervous about what he was going to say next. He wasn't, but he wanted Katherine to think that he was. Then after taking a deep breath, he leaned in close to her. "I have this hunch though. It's a longshot and I haven't said anything to the other officers yet because I know it would create chaos among them, but I think that the killer is someone that works in criminology." With his palms facing outwards, he put his hands out in front of him. "I know it's a big accusation to make, but I can't shake the thought from my head. I mean, just think about it. He never leaves any evidence or clues, and always seems to evade the police at every turn. What better place for a killer to hide than among the police. That way, he can get access to all the police files and information, and can easily stay one step ahead of the cops."

Shaking his head he continued, "I hate thinking that a fellow member of the police force could be behind these heinous crimes, but there are too many facts pointing in that direction for me to just ignore it. It could be anyone really, a simple cop, someone in forensics. Hell, it could even be a medical examiner. Anyone that has experience with crimes could be a suspect." His hands ran through his hair in frustration and looked at Katherine with as much pain in his eyes as he could muster. "The worst part is that it puts the people in my unit under high suspicion since we have been the ones working on the case. These aren't just my coworkers we're talking about here, these are my friends. I would take a bullet for any one of them without hesitation." Also a lie. "If I were to find out that one of them was a murderer, I don't know how I would be able to handle it."

Saying these things is a risky move on his part. In chess, this would be like moving his queen into a vulnerable position where she could get taken out at the slightest misstep. However, if the move was successful, as he believed it would be, then he would have a huge advantage over the rest of the game. To win, one must take risks. Without risks there is no reward.

"Despite my personal connection to these people, I feel that we must consider them all as possible suspects." His eyes were filled with fierce determination as he spoke. "I plan to catch this bastard, no matter the cost."