RelicFire
Like the Phoenix I shall raise from the ashes
"I also call my car and my bike, 'My girl', don't get too excited." Tanner said with a chuckle, as he holstered his gun and shook his head lightly.
This wasn't what he changed departments for... He thought too himself with a sigh. He didn't like breaking up robberies and fights, he didn't want to be throwing people down in alley's. He had become a detective to use his brains not be just muscles anymore. He picked up the guy "Dom's" gun and handed it off to one of the uniforms. He dusted off his clothes and scanned the scene best as he could in the dim light from the partially open door to the bar. He was looking for weapons or tossed aside items.
He gave up unable to find anything other than the knife from the last of the three suspects. Tanner moved closer to Vornalla as she spoke to the victim and then nodded again softly as she said they needed to go back and try talking to Tyra again. He felt some sense of unease about being the one to talk to her again... He wasn’t sure he could be the bad cop if it was needed, she reminded him too much of his mother and in some ways... Himself.
Without another word Tanner followed Vornalla back to her car and climbed in. He was chewing on the inside of his lip as he tried to figure out what he could possible say to Tyra to try and get through to her. “You gonna be watching me work again, get some pointers on how to talk like a human not a cop?” He teased, trying to sound in a better mood than he was.
This wasn't what he changed departments for... He thought too himself with a sigh. He didn't like breaking up robberies and fights, he didn't want to be throwing people down in alley's. He had become a detective to use his brains not be just muscles anymore. He picked up the guy "Dom's" gun and handed it off to one of the uniforms. He dusted off his clothes and scanned the scene best as he could in the dim light from the partially open door to the bar. He was looking for weapons or tossed aside items.
He gave up unable to find anything other than the knife from the last of the three suspects. Tanner moved closer to Vornalla as she spoke to the victim and then nodded again softly as she said they needed to go back and try talking to Tyra again. He felt some sense of unease about being the one to talk to her again... He wasn’t sure he could be the bad cop if it was needed, she reminded him too much of his mother and in some ways... Himself.
Without another word Tanner followed Vornalla back to her car and climbed in. He was chewing on the inside of his lip as he tried to figure out what he could possible say to Tyra to try and get through to her. “You gonna be watching me work again, get some pointers on how to talk like a human not a cop?” He teased, trying to sound in a better mood than he was.
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