*5pm*
Frankie sat at his desk filling out paperwork, trying to connect everything that had happened over the last few days. Some how a bunch of teenagers had been dragged into something that was bigger than he imagined it could be.
The kids that had been taken from River Loson's house, were friends of Sherri, they must have been the same kids that had been at the park the day before, where he had first met her. He sighed, River was a she-wolf and could have been the one he spotted leaving the tunnel. He clicked up the info he had available to him on the computer, River had been arrested before under suspicion of murder. The charges had been dropped with no explanation put in the file but both her and her family had been fully described along with photos of them. A list of associated inhumans were named in her file, all people she had been associated in the so called "heroes" group. He clicked away to look at a few others, again Names, descriptions, inhuman abilities, and pictures of both the person and their children.
He frowned at the screen, why was there so much information on people who had been quiet for 20 or so years? And their children, they seemed to be their most recent school photos, why would the police need to know what their children looked like? He took a deep breath and puffed out his cheeks slowly breathing it out before chewing at his lip. So far he hadn't seen anyone he recognized from the day before.
River's brother, he clicked on Thomas about ready to give up on any of it this actually connecting. Another picture popped up he looked normal enough. Nothing of note in his file really. He had two daughters, Camilla, and... He recognized the other, Alice, as the girl who had been hiding in the corner of the little shop at the park. No known powers. That was strange normally a child of an inhuman would have powers as well. Maybe she was good at hiding it or it was possible her mother was a normal human. He clicked on the name of their mother Tayn another name that had been on River's description. She was inhuman too.
His radio, fizzed to life and read out the same address as what he was reading on his screen, a home invasion. He wasn't supposed to be on the road his shift was almost over. But two people who know each other, who were related to each other, having their homes broken into back to back, that wasn't just a coincidence. Frankie jumped up and grabbed his jacket off the back of his seat.
Frankie left Rudy behind, he was most likely in the break room sipping a coffee as slowly as he could to avoid the paperwork. He'd probably have to come back later and actually finish what ever was left.
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*5:30pm*
Frankie stepped under the yellow police tape, flashing his badge to the nearest officer that was in charge of keeping people out. The heavy rain clouds blocked out what was left of the sunlight, making it unusually dark even for this time of year. The house flickered blue and red in the light from the emergency vehicles.
He stepped inside expecting it to be a disaster, it was stranger than that. Through the entry was an eerily tidy kitchen. A black cell phone sitting on the island counter top being the only thing that looked out of place. To his left was the doorway to the living room, where shattered dishes had been piled up. Had the intruders swept before they left? Why would they do that? He walked over and peered into the living room, books had been ripped from their shelves and were strewn across the floor, a lamp leaned haphazardly against a wall it's bulb shattered. The couch cushions were tossed across the room too. It looked like someone had been looking for something. He stepped back his feet crunching on the broken glass. He could hear voices upstairs, he slowly walked to the back of the kitchen where the stairs were glancing into the other rooms off to the right a dining area that had been converted into an office, was also torn apart.
Bits of broken glass were stuck in the carpet of the stairs, someone had walked through the broken dishes before going up the steps. He went up careful not to touch anything. There was an open area around the top of the stairs, with four doors, likely going leading to bedrooms. He walked to the furthest door where there were two officers talking.
"Hey." He said as he approached, letting them know he was there. They both stopped talking to look at him.
"Hey." The darker skinned officer answered. His brow twitching down as he studied Frankie's face. "Were you called in?"
"Uh, no." Frankie said awkwardly. "I'm working on a related case. What happened here?"
The two men exchanged glances before moving away from the door the same man gesturing for him to go inside. Frankie stepped forward and peered around the door frame. His heart sank as his eyes fell to the woman laying on the floor in a pool of her own blood.
"Maybe you know who she is? We need to notify family before word starts getting around."
"Y-yeah. I do. That's Tayn Fleur. What's with the dishes? Did you guys do that?" He asked.
"No, everything is how we found it. You said you were working a related case?"
"Her sister in laws house was broken into yesterday, and some kids were kidnapped. No one died though. One of the parents said the kidnappers were part of a group called the Pure. Ever heard of them?" Frankie asked finally turning away from the doorway.
"Nope." The older officer sighed, "There's more." He said pointing up the hallway to another door. Frankie frowned worriedly at the other officer who to this point hadn't said a word to him. Then nervously up the hallway to the partially open door that glowed from the light behind it.
He walked over and pushed the door open with an elbow, it looked like a normal teenagers bedroom aside from a few things that stood out. The clothes strewn across the floor were normal. The body laying on top was not. He took a choppy breath in. Both parents. What had these kids gotten their hands on?
"You recognize him too?"
"Yeah, it's her husband. Thomas Fleur. It's his sisters house that was broken into yesterday. River, uh, Loson. Has anyone notified next of kin yet?" Frankie responded trying to remain detached.
"Not yet."
Frankie nodded stepping away from the room. "Looks like he put up a fight. Do you know if their kids were home when it happened?"
The officer shook his head, "Don't know, they aren't here now." Frankie nodded.
"So we could be dealing with a kidnapping. I'll try to track down his sister and see if she knows where they are." He said, and headed down the stairs. He pulled his phone from his pocket and looked up the contact info for River.
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