"Damn scene's a mess. What's your take? See any fuckin' thing useful?"
Stranger
hearing a distant siren, he turns around and leaves
grabs Stranger's arm forcefully Hold up! You're not getting away that easily. We're in this together now. pulls out a notebook
Stranger
He yanks his arm back hard and falls to the ground w-what do you want?
squats down to eye level with Stranger Look, pal, we both know someone's behind these murders. And I ain't gonna let them get away with it.
Stranger
stares at him, fear evident in his eyes
puts a hand on Stranger's shoulder Listen, I ain't asking for your trust right now.
Stranger
looks at him again, scared
leans in closer, lowering his voice But if you wanna catch this bastard, you're gonna have to start trusting me.
Stranger
looks down scared o-ok
stands up, straightening his suit Alright then, let's start by pooling our resources.
Stranger
gets up and nods
pulls out a map of the city Alright, first things first. We gotta scope out the areas where the murders occurred.
Stranger
nods s-somewhere around here?
points to a specific location on the map Right here. This is where the first murder took place.
Stranger
nods
grabs his car keys Let's go, Stranger. Time to see what kind of clues we can find at the crime scene.
Stranger
follows
slides into the driver's seat of his rugged, police-issue SUV Buckle up, Stranger. We're about to enter the lion's den.
Stranger
does as told
starts the engine, the roar of the vehicle drowning out the distant sounds of the city Alright, Stranger, hold on tight.
Stranger
holds on
accelerates down the street, tires squealing Hang on, Stranger! We're about to dive headfirst into chaos.
Stranger
looks out the window
swerves into the alley, narrowly missing a drunk homeless guy sleeping on the sidewalk Watch your head, Stranger!
Stranger
holds on tighter
As they reach the crime scene, Bigby and Stranger find themselves surrounded by yellow police tape and an array of forensic experts collecting evidence.
Stranger
gets out slowly w-whoa...
hops out of the SUV, crunching over broken glass Take a deep breath, Stranger. We've got work to do. pulls out a pair of latex gloves
Stranger
puts them on
points to the blood-stained apartment building First, we need to secure the scene. No contamination of evidence.
Stranger
nods and starts securing the scene
carefully examines every square inch of the area, noting any clues We need to find out what happened here.
Stranger
starts to clean the evidence
pulls out a small notebook and pen Alright, Stranger. Take note of any evidence you find.
Stranger
does as told
spots a small, torn piece of fabric caught on a nail Hold up, Stranger. carefully plucks the fabric free and places it in a small evidence bag
Stranger
looks at him
puts on a pair of sunglasses and surveys the room This place gives me the creeps.
Stranger
creeps indeed
carefully makes his way over to a nearby window, peering out onto the dark, empty alleyway The view's not much to look at, but it might hold some answers.
Stranger
sees something from ones point of view
grabs his binoculars Let's get a closer look. extends the binoculars towards Stranger Here, take a peek.
Stranger
looks through them
leans against the windowsill, lighting a cigarette You see that, Stranger? That's our starting point.
Stranger
nods where to?
blows out a puff of smoke We head to the local pawn shop. I've got a feeling our torn fabric might be more than just a clue.
Stranger
follows him
cracks open the door to the pawn shop, the bell above ringing out Welcome to Dave's Pawn and Thrift.