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Summary: Warren Meer’s has been murdered, Spike and Xander must investigate.
Warnings/Spoilers: Human Verse. Total Out of Character.
Beta’d by: Dragonfly_64
Xander decided to visit Andrew Wells first; he wasn’t ready for another round with Harmony. He knocked three times on the door; Andrew lived on the rough side of town where most of the druggies and prostitutes lived.
“Yeah?” A blonde opened the door looking at Xander suspiciously. “What do you want?”
“My name is Xander Harris,” He pulled out his badge, “Are you Andrew Wells?”
The man no older than nineteen nodded looking worried, “What’s the problem?”
“Warren Meer’s is dead and the crime scene investigators found your semen in his bed I was wondering if you could explain that.” Xander asked. “Are you having an affair with Harmony Kendall?” Xander enquired getting straight to the point.
“What? No!” Andrew looked like he might be physically sick his eyes tearing up and Xander wasn’t sure if it was remorse for the death or because he was about to vomit. “You couldn’t get me to touch that skank.”
“So you were having sexual relations with Warren?”
Andrew bobbed his head up and down, “Is he really dead?”
“I’m afraid so,” Xander replied trying to be sympathetic to him. “How long were you involved with him?”
“Almost a year,” Andrew answered. “We were in love but he loved her, too.”
“Can you tell me where you were about seven o’clock this morning?” Xander enquired.
Andrew shifted from foot to foot, “I was at a party all night. I ended up crashing at a buddies place.”
From Andrew’s red eyes, Xander guessed he was into drugs as well. “Look I’m not looking to bust you for drugs. I need the name of your friend so I can verify your whereabouts.”
“I was at Jonathan Levinson’s place.” Andrew said and proceeded to give Xander the address.
“Alright I’ll check out your alibi.” Xander put his notebook away. “Do you know of anyone who might have wanted Warren dead?”
Andrew looked worried again, “Riley Finn.”
“Riley?” Xander asked there had been something off about him but nothing that actually pointed the finger at him. “What did he do?”
“Warren found out he was skimming money from the books, not a lot at a time a few hundred bucks a month. He was thinking of firing Riley but didn’t want to upset Buffy because she is head over heels for the guy.” Andrew explained, “Can you keep my name out of it? I don’t want any trouble.”
“I won’t say who gave me the information,” Xander promised. “I don’t suppose you know if Riley collects knifes by any chance?”
Andrew bit his lip as he thought about the question, “I don’t know. I don’t know the guy really well. The only reason I know about what he was doing was because Warren was ranting about it one day.”
“Alright thanks, if I need to talk to you again you’ll be around right?” Xander asked looking at Andrew he didn’t really think he would get very far out of Sunnydale but he could always try.
“No, I’ll be sticking around.” Andrew answered, “When you find out who did it though will you let me know?”
“I’ll personally let you know,” Xander promised before saying good bye and pulling out his cell phone, “Officer Osbourne, it is detective Harris. I need you to pick up a Buffy Summers and Riley Finn and take them to the station. I have one more stop before I get there, so just keep them there alright? ... Thanks.”
Spike finally found the type of knife that had been used. A Ka-Bar heavy bowie overall 12.63 inches long. Pulling out his cell phone he phoned Xander to let him know. “Xander? ... Yeah I got the type of knife. A ka-bar heavy bowie overall. … It’s a type of hunting knife. … Yeah I’ll meet you at the station once you’re done with the bint.” He hung up taking the picture of the knife with him.
“Why are you here again?” Harmony demanded to know as she swung the door to her room opened. She was wearing a robe; her hair a mess.
“I have one more question,” Xander explained. “Would you like to call your lawyer or can we do it without him?”
“No, we can’t,” Harmony replied snottily before turning back to the room and screaming, “Wes, that stupid cop is back! Make him go away!”
Wesley scurried out of the bathroom also in a bathrobe. When he saw Xander he flushed, “Detective Harris? Do you have more questions?”
Xander raised his eyebrow but didn’t comment on situation he caught them in, “Ms. Kendall, I talked to your friend and she did confirm you just got back in town today.”
“See I told you, I didn’t do it,” Harmony declared crossing her arms over her chest. “So did you come here to apologize then?”
“No,” Xander answered. “The CSI working the case with me found a drop of your blood at the crime scene. Can you explain that?”
Harmony sighed and stormed off into the bathroom leaving Xander and Wesley standing there awkwardly for a minute before she returned. “My nose bleeds really easily.” She thrust the garbage pail into Xander’s hand which had bloody Kleenex in it. “When I found Warren, it started bleeding again.”
Xander wrinkled up his nose in disgust, blood he could handle but nose blood made him queasy. “Alright,” He handed it back to her. “I just had to check it out.”
“Well, next time you want to come by phone. We were in the middle of something,” Harmony replied angrily.
“Yeah, I guess that mourning period is over huh?” Xander said with sarcasm and then was greeted with the door in his face.
Spike was standing in the waiting room when Xander came in, “Did you find out about the blood?”
“Yeah, she gets nose bleeds,” Xander explained and looked kind of sick.
“Still can’t handle them, pet?” Spike asked with a snicker.
Xander glowered for a minute, “Do you know if Riley and Buffy are here?”
“Yeah, the officer put them in separate rooms. Who do you want to talk to first?” Spike asked following Xander down the corridor.
“Buffy, I need to get some information out of her first.” Xander explained and held the door open for Spike. “Ms. Summers, I’m detective Harris and this is CSI Pratt.”
Buffy sniffled and wiped her nose with a used up tissue, “Riley told me about Warren I can’t believe it.”
“I’m sorry for you loss,” Xander gave his condolences sitting across the table from her. “Riley told us you had to go out of town today for an order?”
“Yeah, we ordered a box of Torsion Bolt- Grade 8 but they sent us Torsion bolt- Titanium, so I had to go and fix up the mix-up.”
Xander didn’t understand what the differences between the two bolts were, “Where were you this morning?”
“I had breakfast with my mom, she’s going out of town for a couple weeks and I wanted to see her off.” Buffy responded, “After that I went to the shop and found out about the mix up and had to go out of town.”
“We found some nail polish in a scratch that was on Warren’s left arm. Harmony told us that you wear chic boutique. Can you explain how your nail polish ended up on him?
Buffy wiped her eyes smearing her eye liner, “I was helping out at the store yesterday. I was putting some lug nuts on a top shelf when I lost my balance. Warren was there and I grabbed on to his arm and scratched him. God I felt so bad! I told him when I got back from seeing my mom off I’d take him out to lunch to apologize.”
“Did you know that Warren suspected Riley of skimming money from the business?” Xander asked, deciding that her explanation seemed to make sense.
Buffy sniffled, “I overheard them fighting last week. Warren accused him of stealing his money. Neither of them said anything to me though.”
“Do you know if Riley owns a hunting knife?” Spike spoke up.
“He has a few, he goes hunting in the spring,” She looked at Spike suspiciously. “Why? You don’t think Riley could have done this do you? Riley is the sweetest guy and I’ve been with him for years. He couldn’t have done this.”
“What time did you get to the store at?” Xander questioned.
Buffy furrowed her eyebrows in thought, “I saw mom off before heading straight there so about eight-thirty.”
“And was Riley there?” Xander asked looking at Spike.
“No… Riley doesn’t come in until noon,” Buffy whispered.
Spike knelt beside Buffy, “Do you live with him?”
“Yes,” Buffy answered.
“Can I have permission to go into your house and look for this knife?” Spike showed her the picture.
Buffy’s eyes widened, “You think he used that knife?”
“What is it?” Xander asked confused by her reaction.
“Warren gave him that knife for his birthday last year.” Buffy replied, “Yes, you have my permission to go into the house.”
Spike stood and walked past Xander pausing for a minute. “I’ll find the knife, than you owe me a real dinner.” He whispered before heading out the door to finish his job.