I'm sorry I've been taking so long on my stories. Yes, the start of summer takes a while to get used to...
Ramond's eyes widened. Filled with shock. Overflowing with fear. He almost tripped over the chair he once sat in as he took a large step back. McKenize was imediately behind him at unhuman speed.
Catherine strutted over towards the two and looked their client up and down. She flashed out a fast hand which rapidly made contact with his trembling one, and wipped it against her pantleg. The girl grabbed his now bleeding hand and drew it near her face with a firm grip. Her tounge lashed out and all of the red was gone, leaving no trace of any wound. "Completely Human." she said.
McKenzie nodded her acknowledgement of her partners evaluation. "You don't seem to be a spy for any monster hunter or monster, since you were genuinely scared at our true form," she said in return, "So I suppose that it's fine for us to fully admit what we are."
"But, first we need to get to the place of the murder," Catherine noted," and hope that no one beat us to it..." she added.
McKenize pulled out a key-ring and unlocked the door. She led the two further down the hall, making a left near the end of it. The key unlocked the heavy-looking metal door and it swung open into an allyway. There sat a silver and black cargo truck. Catherine nodded and dug around in a black back-pack to throw a set of car keys at the teen.
"Are you even old enough to drive?" Ramond asked. As one on the force who was taking a fake sick day it would look bad to get pulled, especially with an underaged driver at the wheel.
"Don't worry Coppa Man, McKenzie's sixteen and has a licence," Catherine scoffed, "I'm only a year younger."
McKenize glanced at Catherine just as she tossed a wallet toward her. She quickly flashed a card, so fast it looked like a blur. Ramond knew better then to question, what would happen if these monsters got angery?
McKenzie unlocked the truck and Catherine opened up the back. Both doors swung open with ease. The red head climbed in and retracted a key from her pocket, swiftly unlaching a cabinet which was filled to the brim with weapons.
"Are you authorized to have those?" Ramond asked from his new perch in the passenger seat.
Catherine turned to glare at him. "No comment." she stated simply.
With a roll of her eyes McKenzie started the car and drove off towards their crime scene.
Ya, not the best of my endings, but an ending none the less. I'm working on Chap 4 right as I type, I know, sounds impossible...but I'm doing it!