Blake felt the cold tap water hitting his face before wiping his hair out of his eyes and found himself staring at his own green orbs in the reflection of the employee bathroom.
He sighed wearily at himself.
He managed to test the paint scrape on the dent of Mike's car.
Mike had called him after he thoroughly investigated the fire of his girlfriend's mother. Said he would like to say what he found and to meet him when he could.
They agreed to meet the next day.
And they had; only he met a body bag instead.
A car crash.
Only; it wasn't.
At least that was what the matched test of one John Brown had said.
The very same John Brown that Francis felt had something to do with her mother's death.
Mike was the father he never had and he knew the older man felt the same, so when Blake asked him to investigate a suspicious death it came as no shock to him when he agreed.
It wasn't like he ever really even asked for much anyway, so Mike had no reason to hesitate on agreeing to do what Blake asked.
They were family, the only family the both of them still had.
Blake regularly walked his dog, Patchy, and he was an intern at the forensic lab, so it was nothing unusual or suspicious when he had had a visit to the station.
He didn't know how the man in question found out but he did know one thing.
The death of his former father figure had cemented a need for revenge he didn't even know he had.
Wiping his hands on his jeans, he took his cell phone and dialled Fran's number knowing she'd pick up.
Knowing she wanted to know what Mike found.
"Blake? Did he find anything?"
"Yes, he did." His voice came out as more of a whisper and he wouldn't be duprised if she hadn't heard him.
"I don't know, but I do know that what he found is enough for him to get murdered."
"What?" Her voice had raised but he couldn't tell if it had been from shock or anger.
"Francis, we're going to have to take it into our own hands."
This time the whisper was more firm and serious.
He felt his mind putting pieces together and working it into an idea, the idea into a plan.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Something we might regret."
"What is it?"
"Meet me at the park tonight at six. I have a plan."