"Caroline Forester took your son, why?"
I wasn't sure I wanted this to be the way I made my rent money. I'd never met Caroline, but I wasn't fooled by the grandmother act. I'd heard enough from the people I knew in her world to know she'd bathe in the blood of kittens if it gave her an up on the political circles she liked to frequent.
I tended to like kittens, kittens were fuzzy.
"I'm a researcher at the Bath Institute, I'd developed a new synthetic for the vampire community that made huge strides in the field of hematology. Quite simply, when she refused to allow me to release information on it to the general scientific community I threatened to go to the press. I told her that it was my duty to see my research reach the pertinent scientists and continue to be developed. The next day my son disappeared, and I wasn't allowed access to the company building, let alone my lab."
The Hemingway pushed up his glasses and took a deep breath blinking at her.
No, no, she definitely did not want to get involved in this. Maddie was working late shift at the APD SCI Unit, she went to her desk and scrounged for a pen and a blank corner of paper, found the top of an envelope.
"Doctor Hemingway, I can't help you, call this number. An officer named Maddie Farlane will answer, she'll be able to help you."
Hemingway got visibly upset and started to run his bony fingers through his hair.
"No, this just won't do, I can't, no the police, no they must not be involved. I went to you Ms. because of your reputation, your discreetness and familiarity with the preternatural underworld.
I wasn't sure I wanted this to be the way I made my rent money. I'd never met Caroline, but I wasn't fooled by the grandmother act. I'd heard enough from the people I knew in her world to know she'd bathe in the blood of kittens if it gave her an up on the political circles she liked to frequent.
I tended to like kittens, kittens were fuzzy.
"I'm a researcher at the Bath Institute, I'd developed a new synthetic for the vampire community that made huge strides in the field of hematology. Quite simply, when she refused to allow me to release information on it to the general scientific community I threatened to go to the press. I told her that it was my duty to see my research reach the pertinent scientists and continue to be developed. The next day my son disappeared, and I wasn't allowed access to the company building, let alone my lab."
The Hemingway pushed up his glasses and took a deep breath blinking at her.
No, no, she definitely did not want to get involved in this. Maddie was working late shift at the APD SCI Unit, she went to her desk and scrounged for a pen and a blank corner of paper, found the top of an envelope.
"Doctor Hemingway, I can't help you, call this number. An officer named Maddie Farlane will answer, she'll be able to help you."
Hemingway got visibly upset and started to run his bony fingers through his hair.
"No, this just won't do, I can't, no the police, no they must not be involved. I went to you Ms. because of your reputation, your discreetness and familiarity with the preternatural underworld.
