flicks through holographic images, eyes narrow, tapping her foot impatiently. "Seen this pattern before, yeah? Familiar marks, familiar streets?"
'Hmmm... not exactly. The killer seems to be using knives with patterns of holographic symbols to cause death'
crosses her arms, her eyes darting between Pressel and the holographic images "So we got ourselves a killer with a flair for the dramatic, huh?
'Yeah, and they're trying to use the same killing method that I use. Which makes me wonder, did they learn from me?'
raises an eyebrow, smirking "Well, ain't that a kick in the pants? A copycat killer, just like old times."
'And they might be targeting more than just one person....'
leans forward, staring intently at Pressel "Targeting more than just one person?
'No. Not just one....not just people...but all of us! All of our lives are on the line! We need to find this person before they take anyone else!'
stands up abruptly, slamming her hand on the table "No time to waste then, no time for pleasantries. We need leads, we need answers.
'I know where the first murder happened. Apartment building over by the Waterfront District.'
snaps her fingers "Good. Let's head there right now and see if we can find any trace evidence.
I nod 'Lead the way. My skills are better used in analyzing data.'
smirks "Well, looks like you'll be useful after all. But don't get too comfortable, Pressel. I'm still the one calling the shots here."
'Oh believe me, I'm fully aware of that Maxine.' I say with a grin
rolls her eyes, scoffing "Oh, how amusing. Always thinking you're so clever, aren't you, Pressel? Well, let's see if you can keep up with me.
'Watch closely, Maxine. When it comes to finding patterns in data, no one can compare to me.'
the killer is none other than Pressel's long-lost brother, thought to have been dead for years.>]
'No way! Jake couldn't possibly still be alive!'
raises an eyebrow "Oh, come on now, Pressel. Don't tell me you never considered the possibility. Family has a funny way of surprising you, doesn't it?"
'I guess it is possible. Where is he?'
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms "Well, well, well, Pressel. Looks like your long-lost brother has decided to make his presence known.
'Why now? Why has he stopped using nanites and started using knives with holographic patterns?'
leans forward, her gaze intense "You ever consider the possibility, Pressel, that your dear brother has finally grown tired of playing god with those nanites?
'Maybe. Or maybe he wants to test my skills against his own... Or maybe he has his sights set on taking down both of us at once.'
slams her fist on the table, her eyes burning with determination "Well, he picked the wrong damn partner to mess with.
'Agreed. Let's head to the Waterfront District now. I have a feeling we'll find him there.'
stands up, straightening her jacket "Alright, let's go. No time to waste. I'll make sure this bastard regrets ever crossing paths with us."
we head to the scene 'Ok Maxine. Do your worst.'
scans the area, her eyes quickly picking out details "No trace evidence left behind this time, huh? Your boy Jake really knows how to cover his tracks."
'Jake always had a talent for hiding his tracks. He learned from the best though, Maxine. Me.'
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm "Oh, look at you, Pressel. Patting yourself on the back for being such a brilliant tracker.
'Well, someone has to give you a run for your money!' I say playfully
smirks "Oh, you think you can keep up, huh? Let's see what you got, Pressel." taps her foot impatiently
'Oh no no no, we are partners, remember? Besides, you'd get bored just looking around. I'll use my sensory equipment to try and find any trace evidence.'
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms "Fine, but don't expect me to stick around when you inevitably get stuck. I've got better things to do."
I begin scanning the area, sending data to my glasses which project images of our surroundings
glances at the projected images, furrowing her brows "Huh. Interesting... seems like there might be some sort of hidden compartment in that wall.
My glasses beeps 'Found something, Maxine! There's a nanite dispersal point nearby.'
squints at the image, a mischievous grin spreading across her face "Well, well, looks like our boy Jake didn't clean up after himself after all.
'I don't know if that was arrogance or stupidity.'
runs a finger along the outline of the hidden compartment "Stupidity, Pressel. No self-respecting criminal would leave such an obvious trail behind.
smiles 'Too bad for him...'
takes out a small toolkit from her bag and starts prying open the hidden compartment "Time to see what kind of mess Jake left behind."