2504/Brooklyn

Brooklyn
Date of Scene:	18 September 2017
Location:	Brooklyn, New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Vincent Black, April O'Neil

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Vincent Black has posed:
    There's a police situation going on, several cars have been parked in awkward but tactical positions with several men set up around the block to keep other cars from coming and going. Tape has been set up around a specific alley way as well as a few other types of emergency response vehicles. A couple of ambulances and a single fire engine remains at the mouth of the alley way.

    A cop from another department steps up and flashes his badge as he gets close to the tape and asks, "What's going on here?" The officer is Vincent Black who just happened to be in Brooklyn and was close enough to the reported scene that he thought he ought to show up and offer the help he can.

    The detective walks past the laundromat and happens to peek inside and spots the reporter he once had a short conversation with and quickly turns his head and snaps the collar of his leather jacket up to try and obscure his face from her, not wanting to deal with press while working a crime scene.

April O'Neil has posed:
April came out of the laundromat when the cop cars were all arriving and she stood outside of it with her hands on her camera phone. She let her blue eyes roam over the scnee in-progress but she wasn't sure what was going on... was it just a medical emergency? Lots of times people have heart attacks or such, and it gets a large draw of EMS vehicles like this...

April saw the man walking past, he looked like a cop. "Hey." She said to him as he was tugging at his collar. "Whats going on?" She asked then, cause she just couldn't help herself... either she'd ask him or go find another cop to ask.

Vincent Black has posed:
    "Reports of a double homicide." Vincent reports curtly and as shortly as he can as the man starts to pick up his pace as he steps to the mouth of the allyway. He again shows off his badge to the quarantine officer who lets him and April pass as the officer assumed she was with Vincent, a partner or something.

    "What are you doing? You shouldn't be here?" Vincent says, expecting that to shoo the reporter away from the crime scene.

    The scene is gruesome, a pair of large men are left face down in a pile of garbage and what looks like bashed in skulls and a lot of broken porcelain litter the scene with most of it resting on top of the heaps of trash and the two bodies. The smell is horrendous and fresh. Vincent stands not too far from the two and puts his hands on his belt and looks at the scene for a moment.

April O'Neil has posed:
April had purposefully sidled up to the Detective and pulled out her wallet - faking flashing it - and then entering the crime scene just bheind and to the side of Vince.

She immediately saw the bodies and her mouth opened in shock at it. It takes quite awhile for someone to get used to seeing the dead, and April O'Neil hadn't quite gotten there yet in her young life. "Holy shit." She said softly.

And thats when Vince caught her having snuck in with him. She tore her eyes from the dead and put them onto Vince... now she recognized him, he'd given her a ride home a couple weeks ago.

"Hey." She told him. "I may not be a cop, but I know this town better than most of the police. My -job- is knowing this town, I get more information about whats going on around here than any of the cops you got working for you guys."

Which could be true, considering she runs a successful internet show all about this kind of street-level-crime.

Most cops probably would still tell her to get lost though.

Vincent Black has posed:
    "I'll give you one shot to help, these guys are both obviously not having a good day. Tell me who they work for and give me a rough guess as to what you think happened, and if you're even close, you'll back me up." Vincent says, giving her the chance to tell a story of at least a couple of thugs whose story would never be told other wise.

    Vincent leans back and crosses his arms towards April, giving her a nod and inviting her to step up and show off her own investigative prowess.

April O'Neil has posed:
April glanced back at the bodies, then back at the cop who was giving her a chance to 'Detective' this scene? Oh god... she hadn't expected to try to 'solve' the crime...

"Right." She said at him, before walking toward the dead bodies... April's right hand went down to her tanktop and she lifted it up over her nose so that the hem of her shirt was cover it.

April glanced at some other cops that were watching her doing this, she knew they ewere eyeballing her like a bunch of lecherous dogs, but whatever.

April walked to the bodies and crouched down, her gag reflex instantly kicking in but she tried to deny it!

Her blue eyes started to scan around the men's battered heads and the shards of porcelain around them.

"Toilet bowl cover?" She asked, glancing back over her shoulder at the Detective. "Smashed to bits on their heads?"

She looked back at the bodies and scanned their clothing. "They work at the Heights Casino. That exclusive club on Montague Street."

Vincent Black has posed:
    "Not bad, not bad." Vincent says stepping forward and extending April a pair of blue latex gloves and a piece of cloth, an old plaid hankerchief for her to cover her mouth and nose with. "Here."

    "There's still a lot of porcelain don't you think?" Vincent points out that it's more than just a simple toilet lid, there's got to be more and then he follows up further.

    "The exclusive club on Montague Street, hmmm, I'm not familiar. Tell me about it."

April O'Neil has posed:
April accepted the gloves and the handkerchief. She held it up to her nose after putting the gloves on and then reached out to pick up a piece of the porcelain that was next to one of the smashed in heads, she was being all careful and hesitant and scared-like.

While turning it over and eyeing it for shape and size, she glanced back at him. "Its a secretive place. Their website doesn't have anything but a small amount of information and a sign-up form to request additional info. Its public face is that its an exclusive Tennis club... But most of my listeners believe its a front for the mob, or... the Illuminati. Some believe its a hideout for aliens that are here to only cause our planet strife."

April set the piece of porcelain back down where she found it. "And to play Tennis." She added quietly.

A sigh and she shook her head. "Was this an entire toilet?" She asked then. "Who would smash a toilet over two people's heads?"

April then looked up to see if it'd been thrown out a window and just managed to somehow hit two heads together...

Vincent Black has posed:
    "Sounds like a lead we'll need to follow up on." Vincent says, maybe he said 'we' on purpose, maybe he didn't, but he's still looking over the scene and he too looks up towards the building rooftops.

    "It seems like it." Vince says, his foot brushing against the handle and floaty bobby thing that's in the tank. Then another glance to April. "It was obviously on purpose, don't you think? Something like this isn't an accident." Vincent theorizes aloud.

April O'Neil has posed:
"Denied membership?" April said aloud then after listening to Vincent while eyeing the bodies. "Maybe they were getting revenge for being told they could join their exclusive club for jerks?"

April gently shook her head side to side and went to stand up again while still holding the cloth agains ther mouth and nose, she shook her head, other hand going to her left hip.

"I get the sense that these guys were ambushed though. Called here by someone who had a trap setup for them... They either shoved the toilet down on their head off the roof above, or... were really strong and able to use it as a weapon."

April looked back at Vincent. "Not much help, but thats my guess. I'd say the Club is where you'd want to start though."

Vincent Black has posed:
    "That or we should try and find who did this, get a few answers from them." Vincent hmms aloud and looks around at the two buildings they're surrounded by.

    "I think we should see who has a leak though, agree?" Vincent asks April, turning around and moving back towards the street, not inviting her to follow but fully expecting the reporter to do exactly that.

April O'Neil has posed:
April did indeed follow him. She removed the handkerchief from her mouth and tucked it into her right pocket on the front of her jeans, pulling the gloves off of her hands and turning them inside out while doing-so in order to keep whatever was on them safely inside them. (She'd seen that on a cop show)

"What are you going to do?" She asked. "Search all the bathrooms until you find one with a missing chamber pot?" She asked him in a mildly sarcastic fashion.

"If whoever did this, took their phones... maybe the Club would know who called them. You could press them for information, then know precisely where to look... I mean, in theory." She huffed out a quiet little laugh while hurrying to catch up with him.

Vincent Black has posed:
    "I'm going to talk to the landlord." Vincent says matter of factly, as if it was the simplest way to do things.

    "Sometimes it's best to not over think things. Ever hear of Occam's Razor?" The detective asks rhetorically as he approaches the steps to the large run down apartment complex.

April O'Neil has posed:
April was shorter than he was so she had to walk a bit faster to keep up with his longer strides, but she was pretty much used to that in her life as a fairly short woman... she at least had it better than some though.

"Is it starring George Clooney and Brad Pitt?" She asked with a grin touching her lips. "If so, I'll go home and rent it immediately."

April would then shake her head, having known that her corny humor was pretty much only something she liked. "But, I mean to say, no... no I haven't. What is it?"

Vincent Black has posed:
"I- uh no..." Vincent says, not sure how to respond to her corny joke but he shakes his head and steps under the tape to reach the sidewalk and starts towards one of the buildings. "It's a well, it the idea that the simplest answer to a problem is usually the right one."

    "Keep that in mind when you're writing a deep and thurough article that your crazy ideas and suspicions, sometimes are just that."

April O'Neil has posed:
April grinned when she heard his explanation and she too went under the yellow police tape, liking this Detective's 'open door' policy on letting her be apart of it all... all the others just liked pushing her around and telling her 'No' and 'Get lost, Toots'.

"Normally, I'd agree with you... but just the other day I almost dropped a pizza coming out of Angelo's and a man in a blue and red suit swung by and saved it with a big sticky web shot out of his hand." She glanced over at Vince, grinning.

"We live in a strange world, Detective." She told the man. "Sometimes I wish it were only the most simple of answers, for problems.... but its sadly not always the case."

Vincent Black has posed:
    "That's why I said /usually/." Vincent says with a playful wink before he straightens his tie and rings the buzzer on the building's doorside.

    "Police, is the owner available, we have some questions we'd like to ask."

    After he lets go of the buzzer Vincent turns to look at April and nods. "You have a point. It is crazier and crazier than I remember each time I wake up."

April O'Neil has posed:
April glanced at the buzzer when he pushed it and then she heard him speak and then smiled over at him. "I have a lot of good points." She told him in a moment of self gratification. "Its why I have so many wonderful audience members online." Her chipper tone adjusted to a bit soft tune then. "And... no shortage of crazy kooks too." A big smile came up to her lips then and she shrugged her shoulders. "But they sometimes offer helpful viewpoints as well. I mean, a lot of the time they're just crazy... but, now and then I've gotten some great leads out of them."

April glanced at the building, up and down and then back to the front door, waiting to be let inside.