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Adeline Helder

"I will find him and I will find out why..."

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a character in “Into the Dark”, as played by SkullsandSlippers

Description

Nickname: Addy
Age:27
Height:5’6
Weight:124 lbs
Gender: Female
Occupation Reporter: The Tribune

Appearance:

The brown haired, blue eyed woman is lean in appearance. Addy keeps her shoulder length hair often pulled away from her face and little to no make up. She keeps a strict routine of yoga in the mornings and often in the evenings if she cannot sleep. Her clothes are all business casual, consisting of mostly slacks and blouses. Her eyes are often referred to as a cold blue. There is little behind them that is warm or inviting.

Personality:

Addy likes her job, to the point of obsessed at times. She will do anything for a story and even has found a way to get information from some of the more unethical police officers. She sneaks into crime scenes, talks to people she shouldn’t and is often a thorn in the side of the officers who are doing their job.

She is a bit too focused at times. She socializes very infrequently, doesn’t know any of her neighbours in her tiny five story walk up apartment building. Intensely private. Addy dates but typically all relationships end within the first month due to her inability to connect with anyone.

History:

She was only a small child, no more than six when he killed them. Addy had been asleep when strange noises woke her up. She opened her door and little feet carried her down the hallway towards the living room. Her father’s bloody hand was the first thing she saw. Then moving around the couch she saw the man as he drove the knife into her mother.

Addy stood there watching the man kill her mother, her father’s body at her feet. When he noticed her he said nothing, only moved to the door. He left her standing there in the living room, the front door open as he fled into the night.

When they found her she was still standing there and she wouldn’t speak. The young girl was brought to therapist after therapist. The police needed her to give them a description of the man who killed her parents, they needed her to talk.

When there were other murders the FBI stepped in. A profiler named Gregory came to see her and after a time was able not only to gain her trust but actually got Addy to talk to him. It was her description and Gregory’s profile that led them to capturing the man.

For the rest of her life Gregory has helped her. In school, when she went to University and when she moved to Triumph City to get away from her past.

Two years ago she was a new reporter and did everything she could to have the lead on the Handprint Killer. Addy learned everything she could about him and when they put him away she even tried to get permission to interview him. She was denied but that didn’t stop her from being curious about him. It took her less than a year to establish herself as the homicide reporter in Triumph City. There seemed to be no detail she couldn’t get, no murder scene she didn’t get into yet the Handprint Killer still eluded her.

Now he is free again and Addy wants to find him, wants to get his side of the story and to find out what makes men like him do the things they do.

So begins...

Adeline Helder's Story

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The apartment was so wonderfully quiet. It was the way Addy liked it. She couldn’t sleep despite the two glasses of wine to help her wind down from the day. Her phone had buzzed a few times and while she had read the messages she had no intention of answering them.

He had grown a bit clingy. Trying for more than one date this week, texting to ask her how the day was. It was too much and while the sex hadn’t been terrible there was not enough there for her to connect with. Though it was nothing personal on him, there was never a connection for her. Some of the men she dated liked her but Addy just couldn’t find that thing that would keep her interest, bond her to them to make her really care.

If she was honest with herself there was only thing she ever really cared about, work. Not even work so much as the subject. Addy was called cold and morbid on many occasions. There had been a few potential partners that upon visiting her apartment never called again. She couldn’t help it if there were pictures of murder scenes on the table when she was working on an article. Wasn’t as if she kept them there as a conversation piece. It was work and that was always first.

The glow of her laptop screen was the only light in her small living room as she lounged on the couch. On the screen were old articles on various homicides. Blue eyes scanned the words, looking for what she wasn’t sure but Addy would know it when she read it.
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She didn’t know when her eyes had closed but Addy nearly jumped out of her skin as her phone buzzed on the table.

“Hello?”

“You are gonna want to get to the scene before the rest do.”

Addy frowned and rubbed at her face. “Come again? What scene?”

“Handprint killer, one Marcus Brown has escaped custody while being transferred.”

She was instantly awake. “No fucking way.”

“Yeah, crash and he slipped away into the night.”

Addy looked at the time. “Where?”

Her editor gave her the details and Addy pulled on her coat. Shoes on and keys in hand she was locking her door by the time he finished. There was no one stirring in her building. Addy practically ran down the stairs to get to her car.

When she stepped outside she was struck by the fog first and foremost. Addy jogged to her car.

He escaped, this is bad. I wonder who the lead is going to be... The wheels of her mind turned a mile a minute as the car started and she pulled out of the lot.

It hadn’t been long since the crash. The area was a flurry of activity but Addy could tell these were the first responders. Those here to secure the area for the main detectives. There were ambulances there as well. The presence of the coroner didn’t escape her observations either.

Question is did the wreck kill them or did he?

The fog was going to be an advantage for her as she began slipping around the perimeter of the scene. Addy just needed one spot where an officer might not be paying much attention in order to slip inside the yellow tape and get a closer look.

Addy’s eyes took in the various streets, alleys, apartments, stores, etc in the area. If I was him where would I go?

She kept walking, her pen scribbling notes on the area, what she could see and other thoughts as she moved. How long before you kill? Are you watching all this go down? Gloating or scared?

Addy looked up and noted that the fog would make it hard for those in any upper floors to see. Ten foot visibility, maybe.

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Steve finished up with what brief stuff he had to do at the station then hightailed it to the crime scene where The wreckage was. He got out of his car walked, knelt and examined the the bodies of the two dead guards. None of their wounds were caused maliciously which told Steve that Marcus got really really lucky. He stepped out of the wreckage and walked a few feet away. Two his right was an alleyway that he would have to check but first, he was curious about the woman about 20 feet away from him. She obviously didn't notice him as she was absorbed in her note taking.

That's when it clicked in his mind. "REPORTER". If news got out about the escape this early The whole city would be in a frenzy. Steve quickly made his way over to her. "Can I help you?" He said to her in a tone that implied she should not be there.

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She hadn't heard him approach. Brushing a piece of hair from her eyes Addy turned to face the man who was speaking to her. She instantly recognized him. She had gone through the files from the Handprint Killer’s case as well as numerous other homicides in this city. His name was attached to a lot of them. She would be a terrible reporter if she didn't know who the man was.

“If you want to give me the facts so that I can make sure the public gets the information they need to be safe Detective McCoy, that would be wonderful. If you figure you are going to shoo me away and I am not going to do my job well...not sure you are being much of a help at that point.”

She put her phone in her pocket, shifting her notepad and pen to her left hand. “I can’t remember if we have ever met in person, Detective. I am Adeline Helder. I cover homicides for the the Tribune.” She held out her hand for him to shake.

Addy tilted her head a little, inspecting him. “Don’t get that look. I am not one of those reporters who gets off on making up facts. I want the real story. The public needs to know what they need to be concerned about, the truth.”

She knew she had a reputation with the police force. She reported things differently than most. No overly sensational headline, no embellishment of details. Addy found the world graphic had enough in it that there was no need to make things up.

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Steve looked at Adeline and shook her hand after she introduced herself. He could tell she wasn't going to get scared off that easily. He had also heard her name around the station a few times but he had never put a face to the name. He had even read a few of her articles. With a defensive tone she said to him, “Don’t get that look. I am not one of those reporters who gets off on making up facts. I want the real story. The public needs to know what they need to be concerned about, the truth.” He certainly respected her for those words. He pause for a second and then met her eye level.

"Im going to be honest with you Miss Helder, We don't have much yet and he is loose in the city....... We've got our best people on the case and we will bring him back into custody as swiftly and soon as possible, But the Hand Print Killer hurt a lot of People and has made a lot of enemies, The last thing we need is people going on manhunts and searching for this guy. If you broadcast this across the city that might happen and we don't need more people getting hurt. " He stepped a few more steps towards her. "I hope you understand that." He hoped she was getting the message.

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When he didn’t immediately escort her away, shaking her hand instead Addy relaxed a little. When he made eye contact and leveled with her Addy immediately respected him.

“I don’t want to see anyone trying to hunt him down Detective. We both know vigilante style justice doesn’t typically work and right now if the common citizen tried to help they will only complicate things. I want to put the word out for people to avoid trying anything but make them aware of just how dangerous he is.”

Her eyes narrowed a little as Detective McCoy stepped in closer. Addy got that he was making a point but she also needed him to understand she wasn’t going to shy away from this investigation.

Addy met his look with a steady one of her own. “Detective McCoy I have read his file, the case files, the details and I know what he is capable of. I don’t want anyone but the police taking him on. We still don’t know why he did the things that he did and if we could figure that out it might give us some clue as to what his next move might be. You understand talking to me means real information getting out there, not crap to scare up the public. You want them to stay safe, to stay away from him than don’t let the hacks get the story. I will work with you. It is what I do, homicides that is. Killers and murders, motives and the impact on the people left behind. Use the media to your advantage in this.”

She didn’t wait for his response. She wasn’t backing down or going anywhere. The Handprint Killer was on the run and there was no telling when he might kill again.

“He got loose when they crashed I take it.”

She turned and looked to the crash site. “Did he kill them or the impact? Do we know that yet?”

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Dex ducked under the caution tape and stepped on to the scene.

Ugh. Bodies, twisted metal, cops, and... Helllllo. That's the smoking hot brunette that works for the Tribune. I oughta work homicides more often.

Morrison excitedly stepped towards the reporter, making sure to avoid McCoy on the way.
"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." Dexter extended his hand to Addy. "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?"

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Detective McCoy confirmed that it was the impact that killed the officers and Addy was relieved. Though trauma from a car wreck was not a good way to die she felt it would be better than at the hands of a killer. Means it is only a matter of time before he kills someone.

Her next question was cut off by a voice she did not know. Addy turned and looked at the new arrival. Her eyebrows raised a little. She wasn’t entirely sure he was serious or just had an odd sense of humour.

Her called her beautiful and knew her name and Addy was surprised. She made to hold out her hand for an introduction when Detective McCoy interjected.

Addy lowered her hand and watched the scene play out. She couldn’t help the slight smile of amusement that appeared as the men bantered.

When Dexter stormed off, Addy waved towards his back. “It was nice to meet you, I think...”

She looked back to Detective McCoy. Her eyes moved to the ground, focusing on the trail of blood that he pointed out. She had been too busy looking up that she had not inspected the ground yet.

“Seems likely.”

Addy pulled out her notepad and jotted down a few things. “If he makes it to a main road, no telling where he might go. Do we have any idea who he might contact, if anyone? Anyone write to him in prison? What about visits?”

She gestured over her shoulder towards where Dexter had disappeared. “Quite the character.”

A new voice, this one female added itself to their discussion. Addy looked up to see the woman approaching where they stood.

She said nothing knowing the woman was there for Detective McCoy, not her and not wishing to ruffle feathers. Not all officers were cordial when it came to reporters. Addy could only hope that this woman would work with her as McCoy was. She preferred the police as allies not that she had ever let that stop her from getting her story before.

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Addy held out her hand to the Detective, “Nice to meet you Detective Crosse.”

Like with Dexter she lowered her hand as Detective McCoy moved onto other things. She gave him a slightly amused look as he suggested she not follow for her own safety.

“Understood Detective McCoy. I am responsible for myself.” She watched as he pulled his gun and indicated that Detective Crosse do the same. Addy wasn’t sure they were going to come across the Handprint killer just hiding in the alley but if there was even a small chance or at the very least more information about where he went then she was not going to miss this chance.

She did understand following the trail but she also knew Marcus Brown was not a stupid man and if he had the ability he was long gone or very well hidden.

Addy let the detectives go first. She pulled out her phone and began taking pictures of the blood trail and anything else in the alley that seemed to indicate that Marcus had been there.

Blood means he didn’t escape the wreck unscathed. Not a lot of blood so likely not a mortal wound. Deep cuts maybe. If something is broken it would hinder his movement, making it easier for the police to catch up. If not than he is a slightly injured man with the dogs on his heels and nothing but fear causing him to run. If he ends up someplace reasonably safe he will go back to his old ways.

The very thought of him being loose in the city again left Addy with a bad feeling. It was one thing for a convict to get free but it was entirely different when that man was a cold blooded killer who knew the city and would easily slip back into routine now that he was back in his old hunting ground.

The difference now was they knew his habits, his signature and if they could figure out motive, pinpoint his victim type than perhaps they could get ahead of him.

Addy kept taking pictures as she followed the detectives down the alley. She occasionally looked behind her wondering if any of the other officers had picked up on the trail as well and would be following as back up or worse if Marcus Brown might be lurking somewhere behind them.

He'd be insane to stay close to the scene but really...how predictable will he be if he is hurt and feels desperate?

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Adeline and Bailey had a brief introduction when Detective McCoy cut out of the conversation and headed for the alleyway, gun in hand. He had gestured for Bailey to do the same but she thought it was highly unlikely that they would find the Handprint Killer right next to the crash sight. So rather than pull out her gun she simply placed her hand on top and undoing the button that keeps it in place and followed at his heel.

As they moved further into the alley Bailey noticed Adeline back off and started taking photos of the area.

Around halfway in with no sign of any activity Bailey stopped to look at the blood trail. With the amount of blood he's definitely suffering from a deep wounds.

McCoy was almost at the other end of the alleyway when she looked up.

"There's nothing here McCoy. 'Cept for his blood trail." She stood up and headed his way "I'll get some of the guys to block off the alley and get the forensic unit."

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Steve agreed with Bailey on this, the trail was beginning to go cold. He turned around and headed back towards Adeline and Bailey. Suddenly a voice chirped in on his radio. "There was a fire at a convenience store on 25th and 3rd the fire department thinks it was arson." The voice could be heard from his radio and Detective Crosses. Steve remembered he told all units to report anything out of the ordinary and by his book this qualified. "We should go check that out, it isn't more than a about a mile and a half from here. " He said know jogging back to the others and out of the alley way. "Detective we should get going." He said as he opened his car door. He then looked at Adeline, "Miss Helder is was a pleasure making your acquaintance. "He said to her with a smile.

After a short while he arrived at the scene of the burned down convienance store there were several fire trucks surrounding the smouldering ruins. He got out and approached the Fire Chief. "What do we have here?" He said looking at the black remains. "Not much we know it's arson and we thought you'd be interested mostly because we found this"He said holding up what was left of a burned piece of clothing and Steve Knew exactly what it was. Marcus Browns Prison Jump suit or at least what was left of it.

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Dex walked back to the wreckage, occasionally glancing at the cute brunette talking with that knuckle-dragger, McCoy... Actually, Morrison knew Steve was a great detective for the force. Even though both had worked the original Handprint Killer case, detective McCoy had accomplished much more than him. But now there's this case and Dex was ready.

God, some parts of the inside here looks like a fucking Jackson Pollock with all the blood. Surprised he got out. Asshole kills civies and guns down three uniforms and gets out of a wreck that kills just about everyone inside. Unlikely we'll find any new evidence here. The only trail of blood was leading away from the crash and Tweedledee & Tweedledum are already on that, but it's unlikely he bled the whole way to his destination. Goddammit, I don't want to have to wait for him to kill again before we get a lead. - Briiiing! - Fuck, what now?

Morrison received a text from the department. There was a fire at a local convenient shop and the fire department thinks it might be arson. Dex looked and saw McCoy and Crosse getting ready to leave the scene. Those two are bound by certain rules, but Dexter likes to see them more as... "guidelines."

"Miss Helder," Dex said as he approached the reporter. "I don't know if Mein Führer told you as he was taking off, but we think we might have a new lead, that doesn't us having the bloody brick road. I'd be more than happy to give you a lift if you're looking for some new evidence in your story."

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Addy turned when she heard her name. She gave Dexter a slight smile as he called McCoy ‘mein fuhrer’. She had never found heard that he was too much of a hard ass. A bit of a stickler for rules but she could respect people who did their jobs.

She put a hand on her hip. “Well he didn’t tell me but it was on his and Detective Crosse’s radio so hard not to overhear.”

Addy raised an eyebrow, a small smirk on her lips. “What is in it for you? Bringing me to the scene that is and letting me get information for my write up. Why help me?”

She was always wary of people who offered help when she couldn’t find their motive for doing do. Addy pocketed her phone and her notepad. “I have a car here. You realize I go with you it means you can’t just ditch me right?”

Addy wished she knew more about him. He knew her name when he first approached and she hated feeling at the disadvantage. She made a mental note to look him up when she went home tonight. Always good to know who you are working with and their background. She added Detective Crosse to that mental list as well. She wondered if they all had strong ties to the Handprint Killer or if this was their first time dealing with him. Addy didn't remember them specifically from the reports but then again other than McCoy she hadn't really taken much time to memorize those involved.

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Addy raised an eyebrow, a small smirk on her lips. “What is in it for you? Bringing me to the scene that is and letting me get information for my write up. Why help me?”

"Well," responded Dex. "Everyone going to that scene has the mind set of a detective and I'm curious what a homicide reporter could bring to the table. You could provide a different insight and we could honestly use every tool in our belt because we need this sicko behind bars, asap. Oh! And technically you're not allowed at the scenes, so I'd have to temporarily make you a partner of mine."

She was always wary of people who offered help when she couldn’t find their motive for doing do. Addy pocketed her phone and her notepad. “I have a car here. You realize I go with you it means you can’t just ditch me right?”

Dex smiled and chuckled a bit, "that just means I'll have to take you back as well. Seems like a win-win for both of us." Morrison started towards his car a bit. "Coming?"

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Addy was happy to hear that appreciated that she might bring a different viewpoint to the investigation. She really did understand why many cops hated reporters. She hated most reporters. The difference was she wasn’t looking for the sensational headline. She honestly wanted to know why people did the horrible things they did and to bring the facts to the public to keep them safe. Addy often wondered if there had been a report on the man who killed her parents, some information out to there to make people be a bit more cautious would they have been killed?

She was ready to go with Dexter and then he stated he was making her a temporary partner. The very idea caused her heart to pound in her chest. Addy never did well with any sort of partnership. Foster families, friends, boyfriends, reporters she had been teamed up with...

Doing her best to keep a mask of apathy Addy simply nodded. “Sure I get it. Temporary partner.”

She managed a smile. “Not sure how much you are going to see this as a win. I am not exactly the easiest person to work with.”

Addy was honestly trying to warn him. She could be cold, even hostile at times and it felt wrong not to give Dexter some sort of heads up. He seemed like the type that was easy going, bend the rules and go with the flow. While Addy had no problem bending the rules she didn’t do the rest so easily.

With an inhale Addy nodded, “Yup. And no Miss Helder, just Addy is fine.” She began to follow him to his car. He is an ally Addy, don’t go pissing him off. Just act normal... She waited for him to unlock the car before slipping into the passenger seat.

“So tell me, why private investigation and not just the police force?”

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There was a sound of both doors slamming, followed by the shuffling of a seat belt.

Addy turned to Dex and said, “So tell me, why private investigation and not just the police force?”

Dex leaned back in his seat before he replied. "Well, I'm not a stickler for the rules. I exaggerate when I make fun of cops like McCoy, but that doesn't mean that he's not still bound by certain laws. I'm just a free spirit, ya know? The way I see it, I can still do the city a service, or whatever, and am still able to go about doing detective work the way I see fit. We all rationalize our choices, even if we don't think them through very far." He sat there for a few seconds and then started the car. "So tell me, why a reporter, especially one that follows homicides?" Dex asked as he started to get in gear and drive off.

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Addy nodded. She understood the need to bend the rules a little. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the comment of being a free spirit. It reminded her of a boy from college. He was all about being a free spirit, right down to sleeping with as many people as he could at the same time, blowing off classes and work. Addy wondered how much of that held true from Dexter.

The car started and Dexter’s question made Addy pale. She felt the blood drain from her face along with the knot in gut feeling that always happened when someone asked her that. She didn’t like lying, preferring to be upfront with people on all things but whenever the topic came up Addy suddenly became slightly self conscious.

‘’Well, I like facts. I like information and being a reporter means I don’t really have to work with other people. I am not really good with people.”

He drove and Addy looked over at him trying to anticipate his reaction. “I deal with homicides because they are...interesting. The reason people kill other people is sort of an obsession of mine.”

At that statement she turned to look out the window. Her cheeks warmed slightly. Fingers toyed with a button on her coat.

“My parents were murdered in our home when I was young. I saw that man. Saw them. I guess it is sort of an affinity, me and murders.”

Addy licked her lips and forced herself to look back at Dexter.

"I make it my job to help find the people who hurt other people. I don't have the tempermant to be a cop. Maybe a profiler for the FBI but they turned me down. Reporting on homicides, getting the information to the public. That suits me."

She shrugged somewhat dismissively and looked back out the window.

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Dex sat back in his chair in silence. Murdered, huh? Honestly, Morrison was a bit jealous. He never had any personal reason to be involved in criminal justice. Dex had a pretty privileged childhood and even in the face of hunting a dangerous serial killer, he still has trouble overcoming his ego. Dexter did not ever even think of how his ego might be affecting his life until now.

"I make it my job to help find the people who hurt other people," Addy added. "I don't have the tempermant to be a cop. Maybe a profiler for the FBI but they turned me down. Reporting on homicides, getting the information to the public. That suits me." She became a bit quiet and looked out the window.

Dex felt as though he had to add something and said, "Well... Don't worry. We'll find this person and he won't be able to hurt anyone else ever again."

The hum of the car was the prominent sound the rest of the way to the next scene.

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Addy tried to force a smile as Dexter promised they would catch Marcus Brown, as if she were once again that child in her living room, the bodies of her parents growing colder with every moment. How many times had someone said that to her?

“I have no doubt that the police are capable. My job is to get the information out to the public, keep them safe and from doing anything stupid. I don’t like it when reporters make it sound like the cops are dumb or screwed up. I give facts and unless the fact is a cop missed something I don’t like putting them in a bad light. Without them Marcus would have been killing for as long as he wanted the first time around.”

She felt as if she over explained her position. Addy felt a bit like that little girl, trying to prove that she understood the way things were. The difference now is she had a voice. Then it had vanished the moment she saw the blood.

The car was silent for the rest of the ride. Addy wondered just how uncomfortable she had made Dexter by telling him about her parents. Better than hiding it and him thinking I am some sort of whack job out for vengeance against all killers when he finds out on his own later.

When the car stopped Addy let herself out. She stood, car door open, staring at the fire ravaged building. “Well that is one way to try and cover your tracks. Assuming it was him.”

She shut the door and began to walk towards the scene before stopping and looking over her shoulder. Addy wasn’t used to working with someone and she almost forgot that being his ‘partner’ meant the officers on scene wouldn’t just throw her out. Slow down. Have to play this right no matter how much it freaks you out.

“I don’t remember him being a fire bug the first time around. If it is him maybe he is trying to throw everyone off his trail?”

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"He's not a firebug, you're right," Dex replied as he caught up with Addy. The two then started walking on to the scene. Addy was waved right in, being with Morrison and all. "He's a smart guy, he knows this is gonna keep us occupied. So the name of the game is speed and precision. We can't slow down, but we can't overlook anything."

Morrison quickly walked up to the point of origin for for the fire. McCoy was combing over the scene, while Crosse was observing the surroundings and taking notes. Dex went up to Bailey and leaned gently on her shoulders, "Have you and the Boy Wonder found anything yet?"

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Bailey looked over to the entrance to see Morrison and Adeline walking into the convenience store. Morrison walked over and leaned on his arm “Have you and the Boy Wonder found anything yet?”

Ignoring his smug look she put down her notes and looked up “He broke down the door, got a spare set of clothes from the back and lit the place on fire. He also looted the cash register.” she pointed to an evidence bag on the counter “His jumpsuit. Found after they cleared out the fire.”

Dexter adjusted his position and grabbed the bag looking at the markings and plopped it down. “Anything else?” he asked, going back to his leaned position.

“McCoy’s looking in-”

“Wait the factory where I apprehended him.” Detective McCoy cut in “Do you think maybe he went back there?” he said still looking down.

“The factory,” she paused thinking back to his case file “that’s a few blocks away, and it would explain why he would come down this way. I thought that placed had been completely tossed, could they have missed something?”