When It Rains, It Pours! [Rose]

"Why the FUCK am I going to Greater Shibuya?"

"Because I said so."

"Chief this is bullshit!"

"Frank already said yes and you're not doing anything. Get your cruiser and take Fukawashi with you. He needs practice."

"God Dammit frank... What for?"

"String of thefts; we think we found the perp. Frank will tell you more as you drive."

Rose wasn't terribly pleased about how late it was getting into her shift nor was she terribly happy with the idea of going all the way out to another precinct because the station there was damn well too busy to deal with all the crime there. They were already up to their shoulders and would take any relief that they could get.

It didn't take long for them to get situated in the vehicle; nor did it take them terribly long to get to Greater Shibuya. The clock itself hit somewhere around 2:50 Am before frank even started on the whole business around this string of thefts.

"A lot of break ins lately; all with the same guy taking money from the safes and registers. Sometimes even taking stuff off the shelves. Doesn't have a car anywhere near it and people figure it's a local."

"And they think they know who did it?"

"Some guy named Basile... uh..."

"Basile Alexandre; Detective."

"Just call me Frank, Kio everyone else does."

"So what's the Mo and what's this guy look like?"

"well one of our street cops told us that he was around here and that we could probably catch him out and about or maybe if we're lucky we'll see where he lives. Hard to pin down people around here."

Rose snorted and shook her head, leaning back to glance at the rookie that sat in the backseat of the cruiser. He gave her a small somewhat untroubled smile before noticing something that seemed to get him a touch more excited.

"Hey! Up there! Is that him?"

"Up where Kio?"

"Up there, walking around that batch of drunks."

"Sure you shouldn't of joined the ranger group?"

"and miss the chance to help out people? No."

Rose leaned a little bit and narrowed her eyes; it was easy to find a blond in a sea of black and brown. There was no sense of urgency to that gait, no problems seemed to buck and call at him. He wasn't looking around all too much; though there was a lot to look at.

Frank himself kept the cruiser a good distance away, only turning around the corner after having to deal with a group of drunkards trying to get into the cruiser.. only to realize it was three cops in the damn thing. They'd hurry off as rose started to step out of the vehicle. No one wanted trouble from the police around here. Even with all the unspoken laws; killing a cop was practically a death sentence as the logo of Central Shibuya's station was plain as it could be getting it further into their heads that no this was not one of those groups that would just go.

Further still they managed to see him enter his home; sharing a look between the three of them they'd drive carefully down the same street and park just out front of the house.

"Are you sure that was him?"

"Ugh let me check the address in the file..."

"It's the place, Should be halfway down the sheet. Would make more sense if it was at the top."

"Right right..."

"Lives in a nice place all considered."

"Shitty fucking part of town to live in."

"Rose that's-"

"Not nice Yeah whatever. Just like this place. Kio stay in or near the cruiser. Frank stay in the walk way in case he tries to bolt. Not really up for chasing some knucklehead tonight."

Rose grumbled a little bit and popped open the door stepping out to feeling that wind crash across her body. With an irritated snarl she'd slam the door shut and slowly walk to the door. Hiking up her collar so that her neck was spared from the most of it. She could distinctly here two doors of the cruiser opening up and sighed a little bit.

She'd pause and look around the front of the house for a moment before stepping close enough to the door to give it a firm knock. Three loud, hearty knocks that spoke of the authority that she carried. Shortly after-which she'd speak out just as loudly and just as firmly as she did with the knocks themselves.

"Mr. Alexandre? Central Shibuya police."

"Aren't you going to-"

"Learn to watch and listen Kio, it'll save your lungs and mouth from wasting air."

"better to let her do the talking and stuff kid... she's not exactly the sort you send to do house calls."

"And I'm not the sort to send for a lot of things am I Frank?"

"...Shutting up."

Honestly rose wasn't expecting a quick response to her knocking; she was more anticipating hearing a back door open and the sound of scampering footsteps towards a painful direction filled with plenty of trash bins to knock over and plenty of fences that franks out of shape ass would get caught on. So mark her surprise when not only did she hear foot-steps approaching the door.

The same person that they had followed down the street opened the damn thing. She gave a dubious blink like she wasn't honestly expecting it to be that simple; she could tell that this kid was smart. He did one of those quick checks of the three of them; first the farthest, then the middle range then the one right in front of him. She could tell that the kid was on the defensive with how he was keeping himself around that door. It wouldn't stop her or frank if they got pissed.

Then he did another surprising thing.

He asked for their Identification of all things; it took a few moments for the woman to realize where they were. What could go wrong in this neck of the woods and how things could end with this young man dead in an alley. So rather than being gruff and problematic about it she simply and carefully reached into her blouse pocket pulling out a thick leather wallet. Flipping the wallet downwards to display both her licence as a detective and her picture ID as a police officer. She looked a touch younger than she was now, a lot more pep in the picture than the woman that was standing in front of him. A lot had changed in the last year...

"Detective Wolfenstein, Apologies for not leading with that. These two are Detective Johnson and Detective Fukawashi."

The two mentioned blinked and pulled out their own identification, following the same action that Rose had. They had been in such a hasty manner to get this over that they didn't even bother thinking that someone might doubt who they were.

Honestly they were better suited to the white collar crimes and the chases than they were for simple interactions like this. But that was part of the Chief's hope that they'd get more used to dealing with people that were alive rather than dead. As most of them had dealt with just murders and unhappy widows.

"I know it's late Mr. Alexandre but if you have the time we'd like to take you down to Central's station. You came up in one of our investigations and we have some questions we need to ask."

"It's better if-"

"Not right now Johnson. We can give you a little bit of time if you need to get your things Mr. Alexandre. I'd also rather not have to go through the trouble of getting a warrant out for your arrest and I doubt that the boys on the street will be as polite as we are."

"It takes three days to proccess Warrants Detective."

"Yes and that's three days that we could be looking for the right person, unless the right person is in front of me. But that's what the questions are for."

"...I swear you're prodding a bear kid..."

Rose was being polite if only because there was no point in trying to intimidate this young man in front of her. He lived in the shittiest place of all of Shibuya, with crime and problems time and time again. Rose tilted her head and glanced back at Kio who flinched before getting back into the cruiser. She wasn't in the mood for games but she certainly was being pleasant about it.

Rose could tell that the young man in front of her would of probably preferred to close the door and just simply go back to sleep. She could feel the fact that he wanted to say no; but this was one of those problems that wouldn't simply go away if you said no. It would just slow down the cops and let them get after the wrong people if he didn't come with.

It was frustrating to her to have to play it like this, having to lay out a trap for a person that if they didn't do it just had their time wasted. But heres the thing with that; that also built forms of trust between people. They wouldn't come to him for everything; they wouldn't come to him for simple things. She'd be able to in this sort of environment use a single contact to it's fullest. She had a hand in a deck for this already and if he did turn out to be the one that did it that yielded even more fruit. There was a lot that they could do with just a single thief after all.

Besides if he also chose to run?

Who was going to mess with a woman like rose? Not any of the fools around here, not any of the people that didn't want to deal with the fact she was the only one of the three that was still fully active. Still dealing with the push and pull of life. She had her rhythm even if that had been upset by that digital nonsense a week or so back.

"Don't worry too much Mr. Alexandre. If things go smoothly enough you'll be back here around six."

Rose could feel his irritation, his troubles. It wasn't hard; she would of been in the same boat if her own group did the same. She'd back away from the door as he closed it smiling somewhat before gesturing for the young man to come with him.

"You'll be sharing the back Seat with Fukawashi Mr. Alexandre. Probably should of considered bringing a truck rather than a cruiser but that's neither here nor there."

Frank shook his head a little bit and trotted to the passenger seat. Opening it and getting in. Rose herself would pop open the back most door and gesture for Basile to get in. Kio himself was staring quietly out the window, looking around at a few people that had taken to watching the cops.

"Detective...?"

"Pidgeons most likely, don't worry about them. They'll deliver only when paid. Better if we don't stay around too long."

"But-"

"We're cops Fukawashi yes, but we still bleed. Probably don't know what to do about a central cruiser out this far. Most don't want to mess with central cops. A lot of them tend to be a touch more violent than the ones out here."

Rose snorted a little bit and would wait for Basile to enter before getting into the car herself. Closing her door quickly and quietly she'd lean to look at the few people scurrying off into alleys with a soft sigh.

"Tch... good thing we have the primaries we can use. Buckle up."