I do not recall arson investigation being under the Metro Police jurisdiction. Or is crime so low in our fair city you need to find something to do, l...ke harass homeowners who have been burned out of their house?"The Detective did not reply at first, but took two remaining photos out of the folder. "Counselor, you are correct. The Metro PD leaves arson to our firefighting brethren. However murder, assault and attempted murder cases do land on my desk."He tried to pass the photos to the man. Because she was expecting it this time, the shock and vibrations were less effective. Make no mistake, they were still a thrill, but now she knew what to look for and what the range of that little sucker was. Now it was a game and she was back in control. Mr. Smith would be so proud of her.Methodically Alex swept the living quarters and the other rooms on that floor, just like Mr. Smith has asked. Every inch of it. She found 25 of the little transmitters, though one of them had been really. When she opened the closet and saw all the colorful clothes hanging she sighed with longing. Touching the soft fabric, she ran her fingertips along the dresses, shirts, skirts, and pants hanging along the wooden rod.One pale blue shirt caught her eye, the soft cotton flowing along her fingers as she pulled it out. Holding it against herself, she saw it would hang almost to her knees. She took it out and tossed it across the bed, then went through the drawers.Most of the drawers were empty, but. " What did he say?" Winter mumbled with her mouth stuffed with Gummi 's shaped like toilets."He said to get you home very soon," I replied.As Warrant kicked into "Heaven" I hugged her loosely, for obvious reasons. But I knew time was limited or there could be a mess even Tide Pods couldn't fully resolve so I began inching us out the gate, past the two-mile line at the Port O' Potty. Jogging briskly and watching her butt jiggle all the way, I yelled, "Run, Forrest, run!", which brought her to a.