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Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: ECPD
When: morning

He'd been expecting this, really. The ego in Jakob had been growing just as fast as the tasks he'd set himself to over the years, and while he hadn't managed to catch the firebug in the city yet, he knew he would in time. But then, Jakob wasn't even sure he'd need to as a detective, not with the talk he'd heard of his own contention for commissioner.

Who: Sam and Ian
Where: The Drake
When: early afternoon

Ian had spent the morning at The Drake, walking about with the fire department as they inspected his hotel for structural damage and hopefully the source of the fire. He wasn't happy to see the state the building was in, nor was he pleased with pretending to be upset about those who had died in the fire. Death was never good for business, unless he planned to take it down the route of a haunted hotel of course, but showing that emotional attachment that he didn't feel was exhausting.

Who: Lucas and Sam
Where: ECPD
When: afternoon

After Max left, Lucas put the final touches on his story then left it on his editor's desk. Sam hadn't answered his messages yet so he decided he'd just go visit her. For once though, he did stop at home to change and shower. Max's comment on how he looked hadn't really bothered him, but he supposed if he was going to get what he wanted out of Sam he should look the part. By the time he was headed to the ECPD he was clean shaven, dressed in a new suit though without the tie.

Who: Ian and Sam
When: Early morning hours
Where: Sam's apartment

Sam had been unceremoniously woken up in the early hours of Sunday morning to inform her that she needed to come in later that day to work on the arson. It had now taken 'top priority' and it had Sam scowling and grumbling her consent before slamming the receiver back down. She was hoping, just a little bit, that this would be a relaxing weekend where she could hide under the covers but it was not just going to work that way.

Who: Ian and Sam
When: midday
Where: on the phone / Ian's place

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: ECPD headquarters
When: Morning

Who: Danny and Sam
Where: EDPD Station / St. Mary's Hospital
When: Late morning

Danny was at work when his phone rang. Just as he had for the past few days since he'd been shot he was working his way through paperwork for just about everyone in the station. It was tedious and boring, but after the church picnic and how miserable an experience that was, Danny was just relieved to be at work. Work he understood. Church politics baffled him.

Who: Dutch and Sam
Where: Occam Automotive
When: morning

Even though it had been close to twenty years ago, and even though he figured his memories were distorted with some strange form of nostalgia? Dutch would’ve gladly been cracking bones for the Giacomo again if it meant he never had to deal with paperwork. Tucked back in his office with a cup of just-coffee for once, he sighed tersely as he rifled through a small stack of forms.

Who: Danny and Sam
Where: ECPD - File Room
When: Noon

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Police HQ, the coroner's office (basement level)
When: midday

Who: Danny and Sam
Where: ECPD Station
When: Midday

Getting to work hadn't been easy. Actually it had taken most of the morning to get showered, dressed and into his sling. In the end Janey had to help through the whole process and finally drive him there. By the time he walked through the doors of the station, Danny was hardly in what anyone would call a good mood. Not able to muster his uniform he was in an undershirt and flannel shirt, coat on one arm, and draped over the other.

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Police HQ, then under the Sixth Street Bridge
When: late morning

Who: Benny, Danny, and Sam
Where: The waterfront
When: Night

Who: Danny, Jakob and Sam
Where: Police HQ, the phone, then Fontaine Park
When: morning

Who: Hero and Sam
Where: Sam's Place
When: Early afternoon

Despite no sleep last night, Hero was practically bounding up the street. She had coffee in one arm and Nighthawks' cheese fries in the other: She never walked into an interview without doing her homework first, not even when it was a semi-spontaneous one.

The interview had been originally scheduled for earlier in the week, at the police station. A sort of 'Day in the Life of ECPD's First Female Detective' human interest piece. It had actually been an interest piece that Hero, always one for a bit of 'Girl Power!', had been genuinely looking forward to -- especially since ECPD's lady cop had some very uncop-like family connections. Which either meant she wasn't so shiny herself, or she probably had some issues to reconcile if she was. Or it could have meant something Hero hadn't thought of yet. Either way, she had been interested.

Who: Ian and Sam
Where: Sam's place
When: Evening

Who: Elle and Sam
Where: Nighthawk's Diner
When: Evening

The radio hadn't provided its usual comfort that night. Most days she spent at least a few moments dancing along to the music in the privacy of her living room. Listening to chatter in the evenings, mouthing the words to the bouncy jingles. It was less lonely that way.

It had only been on as background noise when a few words caught her attention. Turning up the volume, she had peered at the device and waited for more information. The rallying of search parties told her nothing.

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Sam's apartment
When: early afternoon

Who: Jamey and Sam
Where: St Peter's Cathedral
When: After Morning Mass

It had been... awhile since Sam had attended mass, let alone a morning mass. Sam didn't want to be there and had try to convince her mother but Marcelena was a force to be reckoned with so Sam donned a navy skirt and suit jacket, a matching hat on her head with one of those stupid little veils that covered the upper half of her face. That was the only thing Sam liked: That her swollen eye and cheek were properly covered, still too tender and puffy to cover up with make up.

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Morning

Besides a swollen face and various other injuries she refused to think of, the only other outward appearance that something was wrong was the two bodyguards outside of her door, several guns concealed on their person. Sam had met them before. They'd been regular staples multiple times as she was growing up, and despite the fact that she was feeling aggressive, she found some comfort in the fact that they were there to protect her.

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Station/Sam's apartment
When: Night (not long after the attack)

Sam didn't know how long she'd been laying on the ground at the park. She was kind of floating in the hazy aftermath for awhile, trying to get her wits about her. Her face felt like she'd been slammed face-first into the ground. She'd downed the rest of her flask and Sam wouldn't be able to say how she managed to get back into her apartment. She went through the back, not the front, to avoid being stopped by the well meaning doorman.

Who: Johnny and Sam
Where: Fontaine Park
When:: Nighttime
Warnings: NSFW

Sam had not taken her car to Nighthawk's that evening for her Sunday Night Apple Pie A'La Mode. The rain had stopped and even though it was still cold and all around not nice outside, Sam was still glad to be outdoors, like any other citizen of the city. You take better weather where you can get it.

Who: Johnny and Sam
Where: ECPD Interrogation rooms
When: Mid-morning

Although Biddix Aaron Black (no wonder the jerk went by Aaron) turned out to be a living victim, it was still her case. Or their case. Sam wasn't too sure where Jakob was at the moment and he didn't seem to like talking with living people anyway. So Sam was on her own, sipping her amaretto with whipped cream watching one Arun "Johnny" Tang on the other side of the one way glass. He'd been picked in the wee hours of the morning and he looked worse for wear. The pen tended to do that to some people.

Who: Jakob, Sam, and Aaron
Where: Alley behind nondescript bar in Chinatown
When: Early morning

The call had come in to Homicide first thing in the morning. No one even had a chance to get coffee yet. There was a dead white guy laying in a pile of broken down boxes next to a dumpster in Chinatown. The anonymous caller was sure he was dead because it looked like stray cats were chewing on him and he wasn't moving. Other than that, the only information given before the caller hung up was the location, which happened to be between two bars.

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: HQ then around town
When: Mid-morning/Afternoon

Who: Ian and Sam
Where: The Drake
When: lunch time

Delores, the girl who worked the front desk, was on her lunch hour and Ian was minding her place while she was gone. It had been a quiet day for the most part, and he'd just spent the past half hour pouring over the sequence of letters from the wall in the library. He still hadn't figured out what they meant, but he had put together a few different words with the letters.

Who: Jesse and Sam
Where: Jesse's Place
When: Late Morning

Late on her second day with no clue that the O'Malleys and the rest of the Syndicate had absolutely imploded. This was so not good. But who could blame her, right? Well, she could blame that weirdo Aaron for getting her back into bed. For not leaving as soon as he woke up and somehow throwing a tantrum like her little cousin. Which is why, she reasoned, she got stuck with questioning duty.

Warning: NSFW
Who: Aaron and Sam
Where: Sam's apartment
When: Morning

Who: Aaron and Sam
Where: Pool Hall/Bar (since everything is owned by the KS and these two are DG :P)
When: Very early hours of the morning
Warnings: NSFW

Who: Jakob and Sam
Where: Eidolon Police HQ
When: Late afternoon