#biggumshoe

I've decided to retract any previous statements I may have made about handwritten correspondence needing to make a comeback. This is too much correspondence. Have you found anything that would make someone want to whack our guy?

Parker almost punched a wall when he saw the other detective. This was his crime scene, his case, and he didn't need the other detective sticking his nose into it. Without warning to the officer he was talking to, Parker stormed across the scene and over to Emerson. "What the hell are you doing here?" he said, glaring at the other. "This isn't you case, it isn't your business, and I want you the hell out of here."