"SO HOW FAR in are we?" I ask as AJ calls Kati and I.

"So far, nothing. I went to check everything, all my main subjects had alibis," AJ says.

"How far are you?" Kati asks me.

"I'm going at my speed," i say.

I show them the stack of papers.

"From what I gather, I have about a few hundred main possible subjects," I say.

"How violent are you Finns?" Kati asks.

"Very violent, okay. We clearly have nothing but violence in our bodies," I say.

AJ laughs slightly.

"But now.... the murders," she says.

I nod, leaning forward.

"My granny and I tried to make sense of this like I said before," I say.

"Your granny?!" Kati asks.

"Sorry, she's also my boss so—," I say.

"I thought you were from some of the top detective agencies—," AJ says.

"I am, my granny just happens to be on a higher level in the same place, making her my boss," I say.

"Oh my God," AJ says.

"Well anyway, yeah, there are a couple of people that I have my suspicions on a few people for sure," I say.

"Oh okay," AJ says.

"They're all very much, as far as I see, with no reason for wanting murder upon anyone," I say.

"Wait.... true that. What could they have as a reason for these murders? There isn't anything in common with these two," Kati says.

I nod.

"We will find something for sure. Or they are just by surprise! That's fine, I guess, as an idea. But so far, what do the victims have in common?" I ask.

"Their tongues have been cut out. I can't find anything else. Age, gender, living situation, family.... everything seems different," Kati says.

"Skin colour?" I ask.

"You aren't suggesting what I think you are," AJ says.

"I am," I say.

"Most of the population is white," Kati says.

"Yeah but that still could be a targeting-," I say.

"I mean it could but it isn't likely," Kati says.

I nod.

"Oh shit!" I screech.

The chair falls back and I fall with it, taking my notes with me.

"You okay?" AJ asks.

"Yeah, yeah.......," I say.

I get up and get my chair up.

"How did you fall?" Kati asks.

"Honey, I've told both of you so many times that I fall off things without any actual reason," I say.

I sit back on my chair, looking at the screen yet again.

"I need more information before I can look into this any more but I'll keep my eyes open.... and my ears when I'm not listening to the Wicked track for the millionth time," I say.

"Oh I thought you only liked the mainstream ones," AJ says.

I laugh.

"No I love many. The only one I've seen is the Peter Pan one, it's the only one that came to Helsinki ages ago and I had to see. I was like 4 and I adored that one. I've seen a lot of musicals but most only play on Broadway and in London. Fucks sake, Helsinki gets nobody cool here and when something cool comes, it gets sold out at the snap of fingers," I say.

"What did you even want to see?" Kati asks.

"Heathers! I so wanna see Heathers! I love a lot of them but Heathers and Hamilton are my favourites," I say.

Kati gets a call.

"Oh not again!" Kati says.

She puts it on speaker.

"The main museum has a body in the second floor. A lot of things were stolen, they haven't figured out all of them. The body has been recognised as Jamie Brown."

"Laurens—," Kati says.

'I like you a lot' I mouth. AJ chuckles.

"You don't have to come, I know it's really early in the morning."

I nod along, looking for a picture of this Jamie. Well, my theory about race is now dead.

"No, I'll come, i'll come. Can you get me?" Kati asks.

I chuckle slightly.

"Okay, I'll get you! I'll come!"

Kati nods.

"Thanks dude," Kati says.

She ends the call between them.

"Jamie has a lot of pictures about him on the net," I say.

AJ looks him up, nodding.

"Yup, we have the normal douche without a shirt here," she says.

I laugh.

"Oh we do now?" I ask.

I scroll through until I find the picture.

"Echo! Stop being a pervert about a dead guy!" Kati says.

"OI! Don't attack me ab—," I say.

"Didn't you have a James Abbott?" AJ asks.

"Yeah?" Kati asks.

"There's a picture of those two here," I say.

I send her the picture.

"That's him, yeah," Kati says.

I nod.

"Good for you," I say.

"Got a taste of a life so perfect!" AJ sings, laughing.

"Are you fucking drunk?" I ask.

"No, not today," AJ says.

I nod.

"His arm has a bruise," AJ says, after a second of silence.

"Who? Jamie?" Kati asks.

"No James," I say.

"Wait what?" Kati asks.

"He does. He seriously has a bruise in that picture. It's small but it is here," AJ says.

"Why wasn't it there when we found the body?" Kati asks.

"Makeup," her girlfriend says.

"Why did he cover it that day?" Kati asks.

I shrug.

"I didn't even know it was possible to cover a bruise," I say.

"Why was he at the theatre in the first place? The window wasn't broken, was it?" AJ asks.

"He works there, will often stay as the last after a performance," Kati says.

"How about we assume the murderer was at the play?" AJ asks.

"So that's why he covered it! I was a theatre kid, I covered my scars pretty much always," I say.

"What did you cover with then?" Kati asks.

"Just sleeves," I say.

"But it's actually fairly easy to cover a bruise according to a few of my friends, like with just makeup," AJ says.

Kati's phone rings again.

"He's here! Bye, let's try to figure this thing out," Kati says.

"Good luck," AJ says.

"Break a leg!" I yell as well.

Kati laughs and leaves the call.

"Let's try our best," I tell AJ.

"Yeah we will, for sure," AJ says.

I smile.

"But I have to get though some suspicions, okay. So bye," AJ says.

I wave and close the call.