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Flint the Suspicioid

Denny
Legacy Name: Denny

The

Storm Archan
Owner:

Thundercracker

Age: 16 years, 5 months, 1 week

Born: November 13th, 2007

Adopted: 7 years, 4 weeks, 2 days ago

Adopted: March 23rd, 2017

Pet Spotlight Winner
January 29th

Statistics

Level: 13
Strength: 36
Defense: 31
Speed: 31
Health: 28
HP: 28/28
Intelligence: 77
Books Read: 61
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Night Shift

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Crime Scene

As the sun began to sink behind the towering buildings of Red Ridge, Officer Kaden Dell and Detective Denny made their way through the maze of makeshift shelters in the homeless encampment on the north end of the city. The stench of garbage and decay hung heavy in the air, and the homeless residents huddled together, watching the officers with wary eyes.

Denny crouched next to the victim, a middle-aged man with weathered skin and tattered clothing. "No signs of struggle," he muttered, carefully examining the body. "It's as if the killer simply walked in and took what he wanted."

Kaden's jaw clenched as he surveyed the scene. "This is getting out of hand," he said, his voice tight with frustration. "We're dealing with a monster here, Denny."

"Yeah," Denny replied, grimacing. "They've gutted this poor man, just like the others."

Officer Renee approached, her expression somber. "Any witnesses?" she asked, her eyes scanning the encampment.

Denny shook his head. "No one heard or saw anything," he said, his tone heavy with disappointment.

Kaden let out a frustrated sigh. "We need to find this killer, Denny," he said, his voice urgent. "Before they strike again."

Denny nodded, his mind racing with the urgency of the situation. They couldn't afford to let another innocent life be taken. "We will, Kaden," he said, his voice determined. "We will."

KADEN

Partners are not always what it seems like on T.V. We are not that close, and Kaden NEVER shares his life with anyone at the station. A few know him, but no one really knows him well. We sit at our desks, write up our reports. File and chat, but its all surface chat. I know he had twin nephews and he is really close with his brother. Times I think it really isn't his brother and nephews, but what am I going to say? He lives with his brother and the kids in a house and does the cleaning and cooking on his off days, picks up the boys mid-shift at times. Does not date, at all. Yeah, you get the idea and my drift. I am sure you do. I just wish Kaden would come out and say so rather than all this beat around the bush stuff.

You ever seen those joggers? The runners? The ones who are so fit and can run for miles? That is Kaden. Add the muscle from our bi-weekly weight lifting and you have an idea of his shoulders and arms. He isn't that strong I think he benched 85lbs last week. Not bad for someone pushing the 5'10 mark. Not sure exactly what is going on with him. He's started dropping this name I've never heard before and flowers are randomly showing up. Yet he's still doing the kid things and living with his brother. Strange dynamics. It makes my head hurt.

I wouldn't want anyone else at my side on the streets. Aside the personal life stuff, we sync great and get along well on the job. That seems to be important to Kaden, and it works great for me!

RENEE

Ever had a loud mouth co-worker who was bigger than life and made sure everyone around had a smile on their face eventually? That is Renee. She's a hard ass when she needs to be, and she needs to be a lot of times. But she has your back regardless.

Much as she is the mother of the department, we all look out for her too. You just know she is hurting behind that boisterous laugh and harsh shoulder punches. At times we all are hiding behind a mask. It takes the right group to understand that. And to keep that positivity going, even when we are at our lowest. Kaden brought in a cake for her birthday last week. We all look out for each other. Just to try and make that hurt a little less.

HESS

The first serial killer that comes to mind is Jack the Ripper. Lore tends to do that. Regardless of facts and faces. But still, when one starts to get noticed things roll around in the media and become lore. The department is still trying to figure this one out.

The MO. is always the same. The precision has became eloquent over the years and only one victim has had family come forward to inquire about answers. All the others, ALL of the others have been those society has discarded and abandoned. Every last victim has had an organ removed. Properly. It's obvious the trade of the perpetrators and the doctor preforming such tasks. Yet we are all left with no evidence and a stack of dead bodies. Those who have received the new organs have also been in the wind, at least in this city.