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#2017-08-12 07:49:17, as written by MadMax

Jett nearly groaned in response to Katherine's comment about his appearance. She was testing his patience, but at least she seemed to think he was excited about the news rather than nervous.

"Of course," he replied. "Now please stop stallinge and tell me what he found." His tried to hide his irritation.

It slipped away however, when he was pulled to the petite woman by his tie. His body mere inches from hers as she fixed his tie from her spot on the table. His breath turned shallow from the sudden surprise and near proximity of her. Ignoring his body's response to her touch, he focused more on her words. Taking in every piece of information and locking it in his brain.

The news about the knife was unexpected, he hadn't even noticed that the tip was missing so it must have been a very small piece of the tip. The tip of a knife however, wouldn't do much for them though unless they found the weapon, which wasn't going to happen. Before he had time to be relieved though, Katherine confirmed his previous fears. Fibers from his suit had been found near the victim's wound.

This wasn't looking good for Jett, it wasn't looking good at all. If they found a fingerprint or even a partial print on the fiber, then he was done for. By law, all policemen were required to have their fingerprints logged into the database, so it wouldn't be long before the print was matched to his. He had worn gloves while he made his kill, but had he touched his sleeve earlier in the day while he was at work? It didn't matter, he couldn't take the chance. That tiny fiber had the capabilities of giving them valuable information that would lead them closer and closer to him, so he had no choice but to take it.

He was so eager to have it, in fact, that when Katherine showed him the evidence bags, he was ready to snatch it from her fingers. But of course, she put them into the inner pocket of her blazer. The information about the blackmailing didn't interest him, he didn't think that it would direct them to him. He was more concerned about how he was going to get those evidence bags.

"I can't believe the Doc found a fiber from the killer's clothes." He said incredulously. "Someone needs to give that guy a raise. That kind of evidence is invaluable to a case like this, we may finally find the killer because of it."

How? How was he going to get it? It wasn't like he could reach into her jacket nonchalantly. He needed a diversion.

"Blackmail? That's interesting. It would give someone a motive to want her dead." He moved a bit closer to her, making sure that she didn't get too far out of his reach. "It's definitely something to look into." Then he leaned towards her to whisper inconspicuously, "Have you been keeping your eyes out for possible suspects?" His hand slithered towards her jacket, reaching out, but ready to retract at a moment's notice.

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