Casey Donovan (thatshellfire) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2010-11-04 11:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | beast, sam winchester |
Who: Kyle and Cassidy
What: Taking a statement, trying to help...Probably failing :-)
Where: The Police station
When: 11:30 AM
Warnings: N/A
Kyle was at his desk looking over the file that Oracle had sent him on Halloween while he waited for Cassidy Moran to show up. He was curious where he'd gotten his number, not that it was a big secret, but he was curious just the same. He was also curious about the story he was about to be told, from the brief phone conversation it seemed that it had been just a random mugging but he would be amused if he could link it to other ones. Kyle liked puzzles, and he was good at piecing things together. He was hardly the World's Greatest Detective, but he took pride in his work.
He was dressed standard for himself, jeans, boots, and a black button down shirt, his gun was in the holster and his hair was pulled back neatly at the base of his neck. He was reading so his glasses were firmly on his face and the coffee cup was practically glued to his hand.
After the scandal with the Starbucks girls, he was back to drinking office coffee.
He heard someone from across the room holler, "West, someone to see you," he stopped what he was doing and walked over to the young man, "I'm Detective West," he said holding his hand out for him to shake, "lets go to my desk."