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as he made his way to the Captain's office, not stopping to set his coffee at his desk. If he was going to get chewed out, might as well have an excuse for it.
    He opened the door and walked in without knocking. He never knocked.
    "Sit down, Foley," the Captain said as he glanced at Mitch above the rim of his glasses. His face was beyond red, it was more a purplish color. He was trying to be calm, instead of doing his usual shouting; that worried Mitch a little.
    He sat in the chair in front of the Captain's desk and looked at him squarely. Captain Lore stood and walked around the desk with a newspaper in his hand. Mitch closed his eyes and shook his head. He knew what he would see before the Captain even handed it over to him. He'd seen the two victims in his mind only two nights ago, but they wouldn't have made the paper until this morning.
    He took the paper from the Captain and looked at the front page. There were three photos there. He'd only seen two in his dreams; why were there three? Then he looked a little closer at the third victim. He knew that guy.
    "See anyone you know?" the Captain said, almost as if he was reading his mind. "There were three guys that brought him to the hospital at one o'clock this morning. They told Gracie that they saw the whole thing happen, said the killer was a cop. They described you, Foley. Care to elaborate?"
    It was the big guy that he'd boxed the night before at the gym. "Look, Captain," Mitch said, sitting up in his chair nervously. "I went to the gym last night and boxed this guy. I knocked him out cold, and then I left and went home."
    "Anyone gonna be able to verify your alibi?" Mitch could tell that the Captain had concern in his voice, and he was no longer pissed. He would help him if he could.
    Mitch closed his eyes and shook his head. "You know that I live alone."
    "Look, I'm not going to arrest you. But I am going to need your gun and badge until all of this gets cleared up. If you hadn't shown up for work this morning, they were going to bring you in. It isn't like you to be late, Foley. I tell ya, I was getting a little worried. The reason I'm not hauling your ass to a cell right now is because you are one of my best detectives, and you have been working so hard on this case. I honestly don't think you have done this. I suggest that you find the killer, and find him quick. You're going to be under surveillance, so don't bother leaving the city. Find the killer or you are going to be tried. I'm sorry," he said as he shook his head.
    Mitch stood up and knocked the chair across the room. He breathed deeply a few times to calm himself down. He didn't need to be arrested for destruction of property, especially when the property was his boss's. He took his gun out of the holster, his badge off his belt and laid them on the Captain's desk before leaving the office quietly.
    He grabbed the large file off his desk and walked out of homicide with his head held high.

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    Ciera walked into homicide behind a big bellied man who had eaten way too many doughnuts in his career. Invisible, of course. She couldn't go out in daylight unless she was in this form. She didn't see Mitch right off, and she hadn't seen his motorcycle outside, or his unmarked car that he rarely drove. She had given him some space last night, and went to her own home. Her family would be watching her closely now, especially Asabel and Dane. She could make absolutely no mistakes. She had cried for hours after she'd gotten home. She knew she would never be able to show herself to Mitch; she would never feel his touch on her skin. She knew they couldn't be together, but now it was confirmed. They would know, then destroy her without a second thought if they found out that she was in love with a human.
    She couldn't feel him in the building anywhere, but she had to find him. She stepped back out of homicide when the floozy girl that had been talking with Mitch the night