"Yes, I haven't had dinner yet. How come you're here?"
"I was studying jujutsu here. I had just left when the explosion occurred."
The deputy chief asked, "Did you know the victim?"
"Yes."
"Can you confirm the victim's identity?"
"No."
From what he could gather, Luke thought the victim must be Natasha, but the body was severely disfigured by the blast, making it hard to recognize.
The deputy chief suggested, "Based on my experience, we should first confirm the victim's identity."
"I understand.
That's why I asked you to stay at the scene. No one in Los Angeles has more experience than you."
"Seeing a captain butter up his deputy is a first for me," the old man said before he strode off.
Luke was not in the mood for jokes. He turned to Jackson and asked, "Have you contacted Natasha's family?"
"Yes, I found the address of Natasha's adoptive parents."
"Good."
...
The black SUV slowly stopped in front of a white two-story villa.
