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Title: What I Did This Summer - Part 2: Esposito
Fandom: Castle
Characters: Detective Javier Esposito (along with appearances by Beckett and Ryan and some OCs needed to fill out the background)
Word Count: 656
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: This is the second in a series that I hope will be done by... tomorrow. It's for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
castleland Big Bang Alt and I used 064. Confusion.
Having the mayor call four times in an hour was not an honor. In fact, Javier had decided three calls ago that he wasn’t going to vote for the man when he was up for re-election in a few months. In the space of time it took to convene the team, the number of deaths had risen by four.
When the second murder had come in on the call-line, the captain had pulled Javier into his office and offered him the chance to be lead on this. He’d taken it when he thought they were dealing with a simple crime spree. Now he would have sold his mother for a chance to rethink that decision.
“What’ve we got, people?” Blank faces stared at him as he turned back toward the assembled group. Kevin looked like he was about to burst into tears. Kate was blowing her nose every thirty seconds. What he wouldn’t have given to see Castle in the group, offering suggestions that seemed to lead nowhere but actually held a lot of insight. He was getting a whole lot of nothing from this group.
Dean, a short man with the typical stature of a guy who knows that he’s being looked down on, literally, by every person in the room, was closest to the board. He pointed to some new writing that squiggled in the “possible leads” column. “Forensics came back with some interesting ideas about what might have caused the bruising on each victim’s neck. They found that the same pressure was used each time, leading them to believe that one person is doing the actual dead. Same ligature marks on each victim lead them to say, with about twenty-five percent certainty, that it’s being done without help of any device.”
“So...” he searched for simple words to sum up the newest information, “whoever is doing this is doing it with their hands?”
“Right. I figure it’s someone pretty big. Our third vic was a security guard. No spring chick, by any means. To take him down, they would have had to surprise him and exert some force to bruise his neck that way.”
Kate started to say something, choked, took a drink of her cold coffee and tried again. “What do they think caused that odd pattern on the left side?”
He shrugged. “They’re supporting our assumption that it’s a ring but no one has any clear idea of what kind. To quote Hendricks, there are a thousand different kinds of rings made by a thousand different people. That is just one of many needles in this haystack.
Javier leaned against his desk, hoping he was coming off as looking very thoughtful. Inside, he was a bundle of nerves. He couldn’t get his attention to focus on any one thing on the white board. All he had to go on right now was instinct and that was telling him to go hide somewhere safe and warm. Preferably someplace with warm food and no conversation.
That sort of thinking wasn’t going to get them any closer to finding the killer. “Okay, let’s have Team One head up the idea that this was done with someone’s bare hands. Get me all the possible scenerios. Team Two, go back and canvas the areas where the victims were found. Someone might have seen something they didn’t realize they’d seen. Get me something concrete.” He turned to Kate and Kevin. They didn’t look like a promising team but he was drowning here. “Team Three, you’re going to man the call center for now. The city is frightened and we’re going to make sure they know they can count on us to save them.”
Everyone scattered to their locations until he was alone with the evidence surrounding him. In the next hour, he was going to pull on every instinct he could find until he cracked something.
Fandom: Castle
Characters: Detective Javier Esposito (along with appearances by Beckett and Ryan and some OCs needed to fill out the background)
Word Count: 656
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: This is the second in a series that I hope will be done by... tomorrow. It's for the
castleland Big Bang Alt and I used 064. Confusion.Having the mayor call four times in an hour was not an honor. In fact, Javier had decided three calls ago that he wasn’t going to vote for the man when he was up for re-election in a few months. In the space of time it took to convene the team, the number of deaths had risen by four.
When the second murder had come in on the call-line, the captain had pulled Javier into his office and offered him the chance to be lead on this. He’d taken it when he thought they were dealing with a simple crime spree. Now he would have sold his mother for a chance to rethink that decision.
“What’ve we got, people?” Blank faces stared at him as he turned back toward the assembled group. Kevin looked like he was about to burst into tears. Kate was blowing her nose every thirty seconds. What he wouldn’t have given to see Castle in the group, offering suggestions that seemed to lead nowhere but actually held a lot of insight. He was getting a whole lot of nothing from this group.
Dean, a short man with the typical stature of a guy who knows that he’s being looked down on, literally, by every person in the room, was closest to the board. He pointed to some new writing that squiggled in the “possible leads” column. “Forensics came back with some interesting ideas about what might have caused the bruising on each victim’s neck. They found that the same pressure was used each time, leading them to believe that one person is doing the actual dead. Same ligature marks on each victim lead them to say, with about twenty-five percent certainty, that it’s being done without help of any device.”
“So...” he searched for simple words to sum up the newest information, “whoever is doing this is doing it with their hands?”
“Right. I figure it’s someone pretty big. Our third vic was a security guard. No spring chick, by any means. To take him down, they would have had to surprise him and exert some force to bruise his neck that way.”
Kate started to say something, choked, took a drink of her cold coffee and tried again. “What do they think caused that odd pattern on the left side?”
He shrugged. “They’re supporting our assumption that it’s a ring but no one has any clear idea of what kind. To quote Hendricks, there are a thousand different kinds of rings made by a thousand different people. That is just one of many needles in this haystack.
Javier leaned against his desk, hoping he was coming off as looking very thoughtful. Inside, he was a bundle of nerves. He couldn’t get his attention to focus on any one thing on the white board. All he had to go on right now was instinct and that was telling him to go hide somewhere safe and warm. Preferably someplace with warm food and no conversation.
That sort of thinking wasn’t going to get them any closer to finding the killer. “Okay, let’s have Team One head up the idea that this was done with someone’s bare hands. Get me all the possible scenerios. Team Two, go back and canvas the areas where the victims were found. Someone might have seen something they didn’t realize they’d seen. Get me something concrete.” He turned to Kate and Kevin. They didn’t look like a promising team but he was drowning here. “Team Three, you’re going to man the call center for now. The city is frightened and we’re going to make sure they know they can count on us to save them.”
Everyone scattered to their locations until he was alone with the evidence surrounding him. In the next hour, he was going to pull on every instinct he could find until he cracked something.
