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Well, not this case. But the fact that multiple homes in the area were being broken into at night and they were all tied together in his caseload.
No one was ever home at the time, they’d return to a mess, small items stolen that could easily be carried out.
He pulled his truck to a stop. He’d come from home just now. Not like he had much going on. He never did.
There were other police on the scene, local PD, and he walked up to them. They were in uniform; he was in jeans and a cotton shirt, a state police fleece on over it with his badge hanging on a chain around his neck, his gun at his hip.
“State police?” one of the officers said.
He wanted to say something sarcastic about it being obvious on his jacket but didn’t.
Too much of his life was spent being an ass and he knew it. In his job he had to be more diplomatic.
“Yes,” he said, reaching his hand out. “Brooks Scarsdale.”
“Hi, Brooks.” He turned his head and saw the sergeant on duty. “Sorry to call you out tonight, but you know, it’s ongoing.”
“How are you doing, Ethan?” he asked. The guy was his father’s age. A local that knew him. It was hard not to know many in this area with as small and tight as it was.
More so that his father was a mechanic at one of the marinas. His mother was a waitress at a local diner.
He and his younger brother, River, had worked at the marina when they were kids. Both he and River wanted better in their lives.
River was a radiologist now. His brother had always been a brainy one.
Not him. He went to college for criminal justice, worked as a security guard for years until he was accepted into the Connecticut State Police and then just worked his way up. He honestly didn’t know if he’d ever be an investigator and had been thrilled when it happened.
“Not as bad as the renters that live here,” Ethan said. “The two girls that came home first and discovered it are over there by the silver SUV.”
He turned his head and saw three young women, not girls, standing there talking. Actually there was a guy there too. He wasn’t sure who lived here or not.
“Show me what’s going on inside and then I’ll talk to them.”
He went through the first floor with Ethan. “The sisters got home first, called the police, then called the other tenants in the building. Guess no one was home tonight and all three apartments were hit.”
“Great,” he said. “No one has doorbell cameras I’m assuming?”
“No,” Ethan said. “Not any of the houses around here either. There is a neighbor in the back that said he heard something when he went outside and then saw a guy running across the side yard and down the street.”
“I’ll talk to him when you’re done showing me around.”
He moved through the three apartments. He could tell which one had couples living in it and which one had two women.
Had to be the apartment of the sisters that came home to this mess that he was in now.
The place had a strong odor to it. Not unpleasant but nothing he could put his finger on either.
Something citrus and herbs maybe. He found lots of lotions in the bathroom and bedrooms. Candles and more girly things that his sister, Raine, loved.
Even from the place Raine got it too. Blossoms. He knew because he sucked it up and went in there for Raine’s birthday and bought his sister a pair of earrings from the jewelry section and then some of these lotions.
When he got all the pictures he needed and talked to Ethan some more, he moved back outside and over to the two that called the police.
“Do you know who did this?” one of them said quickly.
“Ivy,” another said. “Let him talk.”
He could see right away they were two sisters even in the dim lights outside. “I’m Investigator Scarsdale with the State Police. Do you want to go inside and talk where it will be warmer?” he said. “We’ve released the scene.”
