>>94>Ryan looks down at the blood splatter again as a pair of MRD officers walk through the hallway, examining pictures and taking scans of the floor and ceiling.
>He then looks back at Chase as he scratches his cheek instinctively.
"So what? The guy had a bone to pick with her? Teleported in and killed her, then got out?"
>Chase shakes his head as he holds up a set of papers in his hands.
"Miss Harris didn't have any major outstanding debts - outside of her mortgage on the house. Already called the bank to confirm that she was making monthly payments."
>Ryan raises an eyebrow.
"She didn't have any under-the-table dealings either. No underground activity. No illicit business. Nothing. She's completely clean. This wasn't pre-meditated, at least not by any person."
>Ryan then walks around the kitchen, eyeing the direction of the blood splatter and thinking carefully.
"Then what's the point? Who'd kill her? She has no record like you said, and was just doing her job."
>Handing the papers to a nearby MRD officer, Chase then adjusts his gloves, speaking with a resigned tone.
"It's not her. It's her son. Sying. Investigative affairs says he's an off and on programmer. Had a few jobs, but nothing stable."
>Seeing Ryan about to speak up, Chase narrows his eyes.
"No he didn't kill her. Their life insurance policy obviously wouldn't cover it, and it'd be too easy to prove it was him. He didn't seem to be on bad terms with her either. It was something else that was connected to him."
>After a few more minutes of discussion, Chase and Ryan walk out of the house - through the front door as more MRD agents survey the scene. Hair now becoming wet again, Ryan sighs and brushes it out with his hand.
"So now what? Go round up the kid and interrogate him? He's obviously a person of interest either way."
>Chase closes his eyes for a moment, thinking. Irritated, Ryan then asks him again.
"Hey, boss. What's the plan?"
>Chase then opens his eyes looking at Ryan and saying:
"I didn't want to say this within earshot of the others. The perpetrator's a psychic monster. Not a human, or even a Meta-Human."
"What?! Then you have to go stop it!"
"Not me. Considering what we're up against, I already know someone who's wanting a fight - and this monster's probably the perfect catch."
>Chase rubs his eyelids as he says:
"My damn brother-in-law."