Thread: Vito & Connor Who| Miles & Rivera When| Night of April 4th Where| Here, there, everywhere. What| Scenting, stakeouts, and blackmail.
Vito and Connor were working the case for Kinda the hot policewoman, as Vito called her in his mind. She cried and his world fell apart and he didn't even discuss rates with her because he'd felt too heartdrawn to help her out. As a man looking at a crying woman and a fellow psychic. He wanted to help her so that she could keep her job and not be blackmailed and forced out of town, like what happened to him and Connor. They discussed the case and had the blackmail with them so Connor could sniff it up and make a determination and connection to who had wrote it.
First they had to get into the police station so they exited the big black Buick that Vito owned and walked up to the front doors. "I'll ask for someone who doesn't exist, put on a dramatic show, while you get a good sniff. If all else fails and we can't get anything on the guy, provided you smell him out, I'll just corner and ask him questions and read his mind." He opened the door and adjusted his dark collar as he walked up to the front desk with an agitated look on his face. He waved his arms in the air and everything.
"I'VE ABOUT HAD IT!" He shouted until a uniform asked him to tone it down. He gave him his best angry look. "I am sick and tired of my neighbors llamas getting out of their fence and into my lawn! I want to talk to Officer Humphrey right now!" A name he made up at random because he didn't want questioned on where he lived or anything, just put on a loud show so Connor could get near as many police as possible.