Catching Roses

Chapter 3

- Joanna Williams' POV -

  "Sherlock? Why does the name bother you?" I asked, trying to keep up with the pale red-head.
  "Why does the therapist bother you?"
  "Answer my question." I pressed.
   She chuckled with a slightly deep tone.  "Well, it bothers me because if the media catches that it'll raise a shit storm."
    Oh.
  "OH! Youre the Sher-"
  "Hush! The media is here now.  I suggest you keep your head down."
    I saw why.
  As we walked past and into the house, camera lights and questions were popping up everywhere.
  We got in the house and there was the body of a woman laying on the floor.
  I couldn't figure out what age she was because she had her face eaten off.

~ Jessica Holister's POV ~

  Cannibalism.  Facinating act.  The urge to eat your own kind allways facinated me.  
  "Female, age 32, no sign of forced entry.  Wait..." she looked around a bit.
  "The body was layed back into her house.  She was killed somewhere else. Joanna, you'd think she was eaten alive or no?"
  I looked at her as she knelt down, her curly hair bouncing as she did so, eying it.  "Most likely.  The bite marks aren't a clean tear off."
  "Exactly.  Meant there was a fight.  3 weeks ago.  Also, notice the clothes were torn, but no blood.  Trying to be polite.  There's some regret of doing this."
   Oh, joy.  It's a team.
"Oh god.  I've seen this situation before."
   "Oh?" I asked.  Surely she had insight, but it was quite odd to recodnize it so quickly.
  "Someone's making them against their will.  It's so the person forced to do the crime gets the punishment, while the other one goes free.  It's usually done by blackmail." She stated.
    "Go on."
  She looked again. "We go back to steryotypes- it could be anyone for both roles.  Usually, the controller has a dominant personality and has a leading roles in their career where they have to lead people.  They also tend to abuse- and in civilian situations, it's an abusive relationship.  The controlled is usually cut off with anyone but the controller, so they aren't going to expose them."
  I looked at her. "Finally, someone who isn't as much of an idiot as the rest."
  Antonio walked in from the kitchen. "Take that as a compliment." He stated, looking at me.  "Find anything?"
  I smirked.  "Oh, plenty."