Lorsette was riddled with criminals. They lurked amidst the squalid outskirts and snaked through the innocent crowds of people, preying and awaiting the first opportunity. As a hardened investigator, Lachlan had adjusted to the committed sorrows by the Lorsette crime rings. He both investigated and played victim to those misfotunes. Thus, when he received a phone call from the police about assisting a recent case, the blond reaper held no surprise. Crime occurred constantly and shock would not result in the case being solved at a timely rate.

Murder, theft and kidnapping. Three crimes accomplished in the same location. A murder committed on somebody acting as a witness, stealing of priceless jewelry and the kidnapping of a young daughter. If Lachlan were to assume, the motivation behind the crime was money. A ransom note written in curvy cursive writing scrawled across white parchment was left at the scene, requesting wealth in exchange for the girl. Every detail provided over the phone was not what persuaded Lachlan to agree to accept the case.

Every passing day brought Lachlan closer to the frightful 'Pride Month', June... Therefore, the loading of cases started hastily to assure there would be plenty of distractions to keep his mind away from the upsetting situation. He despised Pride Month, impart from his envy of gay homosexuals grinning away their worries. The private investigator wished he could be similar to them. Joyously wandering the streets with rainbow flags waving in the air, alas, Lachlan was trapped inside the terror of facing prosecution from his peers.

Thoughts were shoved away as Lachlan grabbed a loose-fitting dress shirt and black pants. A day prior, the police department and he arranged a date and time to meet. The long-time investigator was tasked with helping one of their investigators gather information about the heinous crime. The early hours of the morning were spent dressing before heading out the door to meet where the crime occurred, a park. There were plenty of twists and turns in the situation, especially with the daughter being a mere infant and her parents involved in a troubled marriage.

Once dressed, Lachlan exited the front door of an old, unkept Victorian-style house; something he purchased cheaply because of the home's condition and limited yard space. The overgrown grass reached his ankles and the house was discoloured, requiring a fresh coat of paint. Home repairs ignored, Lachlan marched out to his vehicle, a suitcase filled with supplies by his side. The passenger's door was opened and the suitcase given its personal seat. The door was closed and Lachlan walked around the bumper, opening the driver's door and slipped inside.

From there, he began driving through the streets, heading to the western section of Lorsette. The RCMP informed Lachlan he would be meeting with Officer Theodore Barns. He would be partnering with the man throughout the case until its closing or until leads died down. As Lachlan approached the park, he slowed his vehicle, parking along the street. For a moment, his hazel eyes gazed from the window, analyzing the wrought iron fence with stone bricks as the foundation and pillars between sections of iron fencing.

It was an admirable sight, one Lachlan enjoyed for a few moments before reaching for his "passanger's" handle and exiting the vehicle. As he entered the park, his eyes wandered, noticing new reporters chatting among themselves or performing on camera to inform the world of the horrific crime. The blond walked pass them silently, suitcase in hand as he searched for Officer Barns. As he ventured further, his eyes noticed the man looking over case documents on a park bench, scrutinizing them for imperative details.

As Lachlan approached, the man detected his arrival and provided a friendly smile. The man greeted him, deduced he was the partner and provided his name. Upon hearing 'Theodore Barns' he nodded in confirmation on being the private investigator partnering with him.

"That would be me," he began, attempting his best friendly smile. "Name's Lachlan Fraiser, Private Investigator. I've been in Lorsette for some time, so I am hoping I can be of assistance."

In a friendly action, Lachlan offered his hand to shake in introduction. Undoubtedly, they would begin their delve into investigative information and discussing the crime at hand. It was their expectation as law enforcement. Another being a weighty requirement to find the criminal to keep him off the streets without hesitation. In a kidnapping case, the pressure was intense, therefore, they needed to solve this and assure everyone would be safely returned to their home.

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notes YAY! c: Also, don't mind me, just using the old definition of gay for my constant need to commit punnery. XD