Been on the force long enough to see some strange things. Sutton on the other hand is still a bit wet behind the ears.
Sutton was first on the scene of a db, unbeknownst to him. Not the best thing to come across for a routine noise complaint. There was noise and someone complained.
Turns out our vic was a lawyer. How many people haven’t wanted to dispose of a lawyer? It was peculiar but it led us nowhere closer to a suspect, just some services being done off legal books and that’s shady, even for a lawyer.
Sutton got himself more than he bargained for. Someone had dropped him tiny package in the form of a baby in his backseat. This case was getting stranger by the minute.
Lt. Rice showed her mothering skills and that she could sing and give orders to a lullaby tune.
Even mama was called in as reinforcement. It perturbed me that she and Sutton took to making there own sewing circle and I was part of their conversation.
We continued to work the case as usual. Canvassing the area, asking questions, collecting evidence and such but never expected to be lead to a group home, or a nunnery. And much to Whitehead’s chagrin, he had to give up a large bag of freshly made snicker doodles.
Grilling a nun is a might tricky.
Never really thought a nun would lie, but this one was proving she had more to hide than her dealings with a shady lawyer and new born baby. And, the more we dug the more that was exposed. Not everything was what it seemed and not everyone was willing to divulge.
We had to follow the nun and that almost got me and Whitehead run over. Luckily, she repaid us with a batch of snicker doodles. Which, Whitehead took upon himself to claim for himself.
As cases go, we were able to wrap this one up. The baby was reunited with her family and turns out she loves Elvis just as much as I do.
Lt. Rice isn't the only one who can sing a baby to sleep.
