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Prime Five-Oh - Homicide - Part One...
Time is sometimes lost, sometimes gained, mostly wasted. Down here on Prime... There weren't much else. My years of so called life had turned me into a cynic, the bottle from which I supped remained true, as had belief that every man, woman and child would plant a knife in my back if given half a chance. It's not treachery... Treachery would require for them to be loyal, and they couldn't have that! Even god worships the dirty dollar... Yeah that's right gods an accountant! Another pen pusher with a grudge against society.
I looked out on the tube station, the autobahn of lowlife society, dealers crawled the curb outside and unlike the off world enforcers we down here in five-oh couldn't give a dren about weed, I'd like to go outside and bust a cap into one of those mo-fo's but you never know whose he's pay'in for protection. Corps and 'Golms ruled this city... Splash enough cash and you'll own anyone in this freakin place, funny ain't no cash cum'in my way... Figures. The Vid'er buzzed, mean'in some shmuck had bought it... The screen flashed to life, Chiefy Fatso himself flashed up on the screen. "Oh Siiet you son of a argnu do you ever clean you bassa!" Chiefy looked away "Yo misses says the same..." Yeah suck it up you fat frek... "f.... f... Mitch get your butt down to 607 Styaion Parade and deal with the stiff before the press get wind. They call it Styaion Parade because that's where the richest of the rich snub the rest of society... A rich Stiff this night was going to be the highlight of my week, when else do you get to kick the rich around. 607 station parade... a three hundred hectare theme park for one... When you have a trillion billion you can do what the hell you like. Jonney Coroner, once a Silicon Surgeon... now a burned out necrojunky... There ain't no one in this city who knows his real name no more... One you're down you ain't never coming back up.
What's wrong with doors these days! Transport here, transport there... the Waggon was brought into the parking lot as we pulled up outside. We were greeted by suits, a personal army... figures. "I'm Detective Grant" a man stepped from the crowd. "come with me" we were taken though a servant corridor and into a room, one of millions I'd expect... why would they need to live in the same room twice anyhow??? "He tripped and fell" I looked and the body, two slugs still steam'in in his chest. Great a cover up! Maybe I'll get paid "Oh he fell on the bullets?" The man shrugged handing me an envelope "What bullets?" I smiled "That's the question I was going to ask myself!" Un'Fifty grands of credits... nice little earning for do'in nott'in. Besides these rich types have the senators all just wait'in to bend over and take it for campaign funds...
Ah! Back in the office.. Boddle in my hand... Dirty money burn'in in ma'pocket... Frek government broad in my office... this could mean only one thing... Duris my diction...
Prime Five-Oh - Homicide
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She stands as I enter the office. I'm Gloria Parsions.
Internal military affairs division , She pauses.... Long enough to be unconvertable. But i didn't notice as I was to buisy taking a long drink of this lovely creature standing before me. At least two centameters taller. Then abrubtly my rather un-typical lack of self control was broken, as she said "Off-World". Ok now it's my turn for the long pause....I walked around my desk to get to the chair, wondering, s**t what does "Off-World Millitary" want with my drunk arss? These ppl don't come planet side ! Son-of-a...
Before I could sit down down she ask, qwite pointedly. "What do you know of a Detective Grant ?" Detective Grant I ask myself as if I'm thinking. She would have none of it. "Yes detective Grant! You just meet him not two hours ago. And were is the body at this moment. Damn..all I had to do was acount for my last few hours with a little log forgery and I'd be on my way . But not this night.
Internal military affairs division , She pauses.... Long enough to be unconvertable. But i didn't notice as I was to buisy taking a long drink of this lovely creature standing before me. At least two centameters taller. Then abrubtly my rather un-typical lack of self control was broken, as she said "Off-World". Ok now it's my turn for the long pause....I walked around my desk to get to the chair, wondering, s**t what does "Off-World Millitary" want with my drunk arss? These ppl don't come planet side ! Son-of-a...
Before I could sit down down she ask, qwite pointedly. "What do you know of a Detective Grant ?" Detective Grant I ask myself as if I'm thinking. She would have none of it. "Yes detective Grant! You just meet him not two hours ago. And were is the body at this moment. Damn..all I had to do was acount for my last few hours with a little log forgery and I'd be on my way . But not this night.
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The body? YES ,she insisted. A.. let me make a com.
God I hope Johnny hasen't done the usual with evadence that the Chief want's to keep under raps.
I use the hand-set so as to keep this conversation as privet as possible. The page tone stops and hear that it's john on the other end. Yes..Coroner's office. I reply with all do protocol ,so to tip John this is not a social call.
Yes this is Detective Grant. I look away from the com. to see what reaction Parsions would have . As I thought . There was no reaction. I was right she knew all along I am Detective Grant. I think I'd have better be very carfull of this woman.
I turn my attention back to Johnny. Yes Mr. Coroner. The evadence from the incident this evening that accrued at the Styaion Parade .
Evan though Johnny had burned out most of his brain cells .He is sharpper than he leads pepole to beleve.And in this case I am rather fortunet as Gloria decided to take hold of the desk speaker and activate it.
Mr Coroner ,yes . This is "Colonel" Gloria Parsions from military invistagations.
OH now this is just getting better all the time.Not only an off world investacation .But of some rank as well. She is probubly reporting directly to a "two star" or Bandanna himshelf.
Yes Col. Parasions ,how may I be of service?
The way John had answerd her you would have thought he had never evan taken one shot of spacefull ,ever!!
Mr.Cornorner. Has the body from the incadent that Det. Grant spoke about arrived yet ?
Yes . I'v just put it on ice. Until I get the nessasry paper work I need .
Ok. I am sending a LT.Col. Azarak over . Do not let anyone near the body until he gets there. Follow his instructions.
I see out of the corrner of my eye ,five shadowy figuers snap to and head down corridor.
Yes mam . Concider it done.
She turns off the com and turns her attention to me. Now I am sure Duris was an understatment.
Detective Grant ,I would see your notes on this incident now if you have any ? She said that like she knows that lump in my pants is not; that I'm glade to see her.
This just makes my day.Chief. dic Head sends me to cover some corprate rat's arss . Damn-it !!!.
We'll I have already turnned my street notes over to the Chief. He wanted them stright away.
Now I'm sure that scume of Argon Prime would at least have somthing cooked up by now. And leaving him out of the wonderfull time I'm haveing at this moment would just not be fair....To me.
Turrned them over to the Chief . I see . She sayes disbelievingly. And what is "The Chiefs Name pray tell. IS this your local Caption or....
God I hope Johnny hasen't done the usual with evadence that the Chief want's to keep under raps.
I use the hand-set so as to keep this conversation as privet as possible. The page tone stops and hear that it's john on the other end. Yes..Coroner's office. I reply with all do protocol ,so to tip John this is not a social call.
Yes this is Detective Grant. I look away from the com. to see what reaction Parsions would have . As I thought . There was no reaction. I was right she knew all along I am Detective Grant. I think I'd have better be very carfull of this woman.
I turn my attention back to Johnny. Yes Mr. Coroner. The evadence from the incident this evening that accrued at the Styaion Parade .
Evan though Johnny had burned out most of his brain cells .He is sharpper than he leads pepole to beleve.And in this case I am rather fortunet as Gloria decided to take hold of the desk speaker and activate it.
Mr Coroner ,yes . This is "Colonel" Gloria Parsions from military invistagations.
OH now this is just getting better all the time.Not only an off world investacation .But of some rank as well. She is probubly reporting directly to a "two star" or Bandanna himshelf.
Yes Col. Parasions ,how may I be of service?
The way John had answerd her you would have thought he had never evan taken one shot of spacefull ,ever!!
Mr.Cornorner. Has the body from the incadent that Det. Grant spoke about arrived yet ?
Yes . I'v just put it on ice. Until I get the nessasry paper work I need .
Ok. I am sending a LT.Col. Azarak over . Do not let anyone near the body until he gets there. Follow his instructions.
I see out of the corrner of my eye ,five shadowy figuers snap to and head down corridor.
Yes mam . Concider it done.
She turns off the com and turns her attention to me. Now I am sure Duris was an understatment.
Detective Grant ,I would see your notes on this incident now if you have any ? She said that like she knows that lump in my pants is not; that I'm glade to see her.
This just makes my day.Chief. dic Head sends me to cover some corprate rat's arss . Damn-it !!!.
We'll I have already turnned my street notes over to the Chief. He wanted them stright away.
Now I'm sure that scume of Argon Prime would at least have somthing cooked up by now. And leaving him out of the wonderfull time I'm haveing at this moment would just not be fair....To me.
Turrned them over to the Chief . I see . She sayes disbelievingly. And what is "The Chiefs Name pray tell. IS this your local Caption or....
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"The chief?" ... "Chief Superintendent Ass... Bentol". Her Comm device flashed out of it's covering... no doubt the fraking thing costs more than my yearly bread...
"Yes a Chief Superintendent, Bravo - Echo - November - Tango - Oscar - Lima..." The virtual monitor expanded and the fat fraks face appeared on the monitor... Yeah that's right he does exist... a cop so crooked he's worked hie way back to being strait, who would have thought.
"Thank you Detective, we will speak again soon..." I get another look at those dangerous curves as she leaves my office... better take that cold shower tonight...
I bang the desk speaker... "Jonny!!! Check the stiff for military BS..." there's a little pause "Like a high spectrum listening device..." "Yeah stuff like that" "One that would have listened in on your earlier conversation and heard that you're on the take?" oh I see "Yeah Jonny... You'll get your cut... don't bust my bastu!!!" "Only check'in you're still in the circle man... in that circle... circ..." Yeah... Jonny's still sharp... bastard...
My hunch said that the stiff was undercover... meaning someone upstairs was out for a handjob over this... and it sure wasn't going to be my badge when it blows...
Hit the elevator, down to the morgue. As I walk in on Jonny... he's got the stiffs face off... literally!!!
"Jonny... wha... what the Frak!!!"
"Yes a Chief Superintendent, Bravo - Echo - November - Tango - Oscar - Lima..." The virtual monitor expanded and the fat fraks face appeared on the monitor... Yeah that's right he does exist... a cop so crooked he's worked hie way back to being strait, who would have thought.
"Thank you Detective, we will speak again soon..." I get another look at those dangerous curves as she leaves my office... better take that cold shower tonight...
I bang the desk speaker... "Jonny!!! Check the stiff for military BS..." there's a little pause "Like a high spectrum listening device..." "Yeah stuff like that" "One that would have listened in on your earlier conversation and heard that you're on the take?" oh I see "Yeah Jonny... You'll get your cut... don't bust my bastu!!!" "Only check'in you're still in the circle man... in that circle... circ..." Yeah... Jonny's still sharp... bastard...
My hunch said that the stiff was undercover... meaning someone upstairs was out for a handjob over this... and it sure wasn't going to be my badge when it blows...
Hit the elevator, down to the morgue. As I walk in on Jonny... he's got the stiffs face off... literally!!!
"Jonny... wha... what the Frak!!!"
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Nice plasic job ,A' Mitch. One thing for sure we don't have an Argon citizen on our hands. Also found this. John liftes one of the eyes out of it's socket. See this ,right here , attached to the optic nerve. I can't be sure until I get it analyzed .But this looks like an optical transmitter .Very sophisticated piece of work here. Now let me just..
Here Mitch you may want to stand back . As Johnny takes hold of a bone cutting lazier and comences to lay open this guy's skull. Yep he say's . Lookie here ,see this ? What is it? MMMmm as if his the only one in the room . I should find four more deeper within the brain but this chip here ,along with the others I'll find will prove that this poor devil was transmitting every thing he saw. I'll probably find an ear connection also. This stuff is diffinetly military grade.
So Mitch ,what do you make of all this ? You mean besides wanting to be anywere else . I'm not quit sure .But whom ever this guy was to get close to. Or got close to. And why the millitary is involved ,is anyones guess.
But a Paranid . The surgical change ,well that would be for obvious reasions.
His a two eyed . Would make the surgery easier.say's John.
Besides any self respecting three eye would never allow such a change.Not evan for the Xarr himself.
This has got me thinking John. With the clearing of the Split Fire and Brennan's Triumph sectors of the Pirate activaty. There has been a warmming of relations between the Argon and the Paranid Empier. It is a well known fact ,that there are some Yaki leaders that do freqent Argon from time to time to meet with the corprate types that would have been at Styarn Parada for that social-elite shun the rest of us get to gether. But to who this guy aswers to .. I shake my head. I don't know.
I am sure of one thing .What would that be ,ask Johnny?
As I get a cloth from the table to wipe some Brain tissue from my arm that had spatterd there from Johns fine handelling of the lazier.Or did he just toss it without consern ? If the Boron ever got wind that the Argon goverment is working directly with the Parranid . I know say's John. With dread he say's, "Trouble in paradise".
. And who is this Col. Parsions working for? Does she have an agenda of her own in this ?
Johnny were are the goons that were sent down here. He peeers at the monitor that hangs over the door .Thay are still at the transport shaft. Ok here's your cut ,with an extra thounsend. That will do and saves me the trouble of asking .
Have you found anything among his belongings John ? I ask handing him his portion of, what may turn out to be my head on a sick, blood money. No. Just stripped him.
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I wanted to get some DNA and do as much of an autopsy as I could before Col Parsions has the body removed. His belongins are over there.
As I head over to the table , I'd better make this look like an autopsy instead of a probing say's Johnny. I don't reply . I want to get a look at what was left behind with this guy .Knowing full well that the security that was there probably went over him before I got to the sceen.
I see there is an over coat .With this and that the body was laying towards the transport shafts . He was probable ariving.Penatration of the bullets are from the back. I go through this but find ,oh wait whats this here now ? Agh just the transport stub . From the local Free traiding station to planet side. Humm dated two Tazura ago . I'll just copy the ticket number and leave this .doesn't seem to be anything else. Now for the ,now were is it ??? I call over to johnny ,were is the jacket? He just had the over coat he say's still consentrating with the task at hand .
Fine , nothing with the shirt .Pants , picked clean. Foot wear .This one seems normale . MMM what do we have here. This doesn't look right. I walk the left shoe over to some better light . Reach down to my trusty boot knife and start probing at the heal . This is loose .Not relizing I was speaking out load.
I hear this newly familar voice from behind say .What's loose detective Grant. Knowing that I may be stopped in my tracks right here and now.But understanding that there is a strong posability that there is sling in the future that could fit very nicely around my arse, I force the heal off the shoe as am saying .This is,as it finnaly comes loose from the main body of the shoe. flying through the air .As it's doing so I notice somthing has fallen from the hollow,and land on the deck.The heal ends up under one of the other autopsy tables .
I get to the object first .Neatly placeing the boot knife smoothly back into it's home ,as I kneal down to pick it up. Purposly turnning away from Col Parsions to get the longest look that I could at what seems to be some kind of .....
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Here Mitch you may want to stand back . As Johnny takes hold of a bone cutting lazier and comences to lay open this guy's skull. Yep he say's . Lookie here ,see this ? What is it? MMMmm as if his the only one in the room . I should find four more deeper within the brain but this chip here ,along with the others I'll find will prove that this poor devil was transmitting every thing he saw. I'll probably find an ear connection also. This stuff is diffinetly military grade.
So Mitch ,what do you make of all this ? You mean besides wanting to be anywere else . I'm not quit sure .But whom ever this guy was to get close to. Or got close to. And why the millitary is involved ,is anyones guess.
But a Paranid . The surgical change ,well that would be for obvious reasions.
His a two eyed . Would make the surgery easier.say's John.
Besides any self respecting three eye would never allow such a change.Not evan for the Xarr himself.
This has got me thinking John. With the clearing of the Split Fire and Brennan's Triumph sectors of the Pirate activaty. There has been a warmming of relations between the Argon and the Paranid Empier. It is a well known fact ,that there are some Yaki leaders that do freqent Argon from time to time to meet with the corprate types that would have been at Styarn Parada for that social-elite shun the rest of us get to gether. But to who this guy aswers to .. I shake my head. I don't know.
I am sure of one thing .What would that be ,ask Johnny?
As I get a cloth from the table to wipe some Brain tissue from my arm that had spatterd there from Johns fine handelling of the lazier.Or did he just toss it without consern ? If the Boron ever got wind that the Argon goverment is working directly with the Parranid . I know say's John. With dread he say's, "Trouble in paradise".
. And who is this Col. Parsions working for? Does she have an agenda of her own in this ?
Johnny were are the goons that were sent down here. He peeers at the monitor that hangs over the door .Thay are still at the transport shaft. Ok here's your cut ,with an extra thounsend. That will do and saves me the trouble of asking .
Have you found anything among his belongings John ? I ask handing him his portion of, what may turn out to be my head on a sick, blood money. No. Just stripped him.
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I wanted to get some DNA and do as much of an autopsy as I could before Col Parsions has the body removed. His belongins are over there.
As I head over to the table , I'd better make this look like an autopsy instead of a probing say's Johnny. I don't reply . I want to get a look at what was left behind with this guy .Knowing full well that the security that was there probably went over him before I got to the sceen.
I see there is an over coat .With this and that the body was laying towards the transport shafts . He was probable ariving.Penatration of the bullets are from the back. I go through this but find ,oh wait whats this here now ? Agh just the transport stub . From the local Free traiding station to planet side. Humm dated two Tazura ago . I'll just copy the ticket number and leave this .doesn't seem to be anything else. Now for the ,now were is it ??? I call over to johnny ,were is the jacket? He just had the over coat he say's still consentrating with the task at hand .
Fine , nothing with the shirt .Pants , picked clean. Foot wear .This one seems normale . MMM what do we have here. This doesn't look right. I walk the left shoe over to some better light . Reach down to my trusty boot knife and start probing at the heal . This is loose .Not relizing I was speaking out load.
I hear this newly familar voice from behind say .What's loose detective Grant. Knowing that I may be stopped in my tracks right here and now.But understanding that there is a strong posability that there is sling in the future that could fit very nicely around my arse, I force the heal off the shoe as am saying .This is,as it finnaly comes loose from the main body of the shoe. flying through the air .As it's doing so I notice somthing has fallen from the hollow,and land on the deck.The heal ends up under one of the other autopsy tables .
I get to the object first .Neatly placeing the boot knife smoothly back into it's home ,as I kneal down to pick it up. Purposly turnning away from Col Parsions to get the longest look that I could at what seems to be some kind of .....
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