|An Axe To Grind
Author: Idream Awake PM
XOverHighlander. Knight wants to know how a killer from the past got a change of heartif the Watchers don't kill her first. PG14. copdramaromance. Language, fighting, disaproval of incest, bible verse used correctlyRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Adventure - Chapters: 12 - Words: 13,181 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-04-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2922944
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This fanfiction is the perfect merge of Highlander:the series(a Davis/Panzer Production.) and Forever Knight (Parriott/Sloan Production in Canada.) Katrina MacLeod and her co-wokers are my creations only.
Warning: general description of a crime scene.
It was a pleasant September night; any horrible thing could happen.
Flashing patrol cars caught the apartment complex in snapshots of a prime-time blitz. Onlookers stocked the scene. Ambulances arrived, adding more strobes of suspense.
Detective Don Schanke was the proportionally stout man sporting dark sideburns, wearing a blue suit with competently Hawaiian shirt. He was scribing on his note pad, but stopped to ask, "A /triple/ homicide detective? Did I hear this correctly?"
Detective Wolly Li ran his hand through his hair. "Murder investigation is not my department. That's why you fellas are here." Li looked lean built in his black suit. He was the youngest in the Missing Person's Department.
The ambulances left the complex. Policemen wound yellow tape up the banister to second floor of apartments. The onlookers were sectioned away from the four-plex to their immediate right. Five forensic technicians in full green scrub gear trudged up the stairs with their bags.
A blond man, in his early-mid thirties wearing a western-style black coat, joined Li and Schanke. Detective Nicholas Knight had surveyed the grounds and asked Detective Li, "Where do we begin?"
"I took a girl home after a Distress Call at the 'Dug Out' sports bar. When we arrived here, I saw forced entry. I sent her back to my car." Li pointed to the parking lot to his left, behind Knight and Schanke three yards away. "Then I looked inside." The Asian detective shook his head, his expression black with disgust. A rookie, in his department got a kinder incitation of cold case filing before the fresh ones ate their souls. Li was more than likely unaccustomed to the grizzly reality that greeted him.
"You saw three bodies!" Schanke prompted Li impatiently.
"I'm sure it was three." Li answered. "The dismembered mess is in the living room just as you get in."
Schanke repeated the key word in disbelief, "Dismembered?"
"Like a 'chainsaw massacre," Li grinned with grim assuring.
Knight spoke to Detective Li. "What about the girl?"
Li was watching the parking lot. "That's my car!"
A black Ford escort was parked adjacent to Li's car. A bald man in coveralls scurried into the Ford. Li ran to the lot. Gun in hand, Li staggered to his red Lumina. Just after he looked into his back passenger window, the Ford swerved and missed the detective. Li instinctively dove over the trunk as it screeched out of the lot and into the suburb.
Schanke kicked some dirt underfoot. "I hate when they do that!"
Detective Knight stopped his partner before he left for the lot. "I'll check on Li and the girl."
Schanke insisted. "No-no. My gut tells me there's something at the sports bar. I'll pay my tab while I'm there."
Li was unshaken. He had been talking to the passenger in the back seat of his car. Before Knight reached the red Lumina, Li shooed him back to the four-plex apartment.
Knight took another glance over the residential grounds. The crowds were gone. He saw arguing forensic technicians standing on the nearest sidewalk at the bottom the stairs. Knight readjusted his usual conduct to a mode much older. Already this "chainsaw massacre" appeared to be a greater nuisance than what he was used to.
"Whoa, just a minute." Dr. Lambert, a pathologist from the Forensics Department, stepped in front of him. "This one's a doozey. I've got Rice mapping the scene right now-"
"I have a job to do, Natalie." Knight said in a hollow tone. It was awkward between them, a friendship damaged by unfulfilled expectations. Detective Knight now tried to keep their meetings in brief pleasantries.
Dr. Lambert remained determined. "Blood by the gallons, Nick. Are you sure you want to be that close?" There was taunting concern in her voice.
Knight had already picked up the scent from fifteen yards away. The smell was rank enough for even the common passersbys to discover. "I've walked through countless battlefields in my time." He warned with a husky distain. "I'm acquainted with that kind of carnage."
Natalie relented by shoving latex gloves at his stomach. "You'll need these."