Log:Unofficial Coworkers

The Lady in White 2020/09/08 Night Marshal|Carpenter Tamara 8

It's after hours at the DA's office is mostly empty now. Chamberlain's gone to a dinner party, and Tamara is left working late in her office as usual. She left a message with Jack the other day to meet for dinner tonight at the Elvis Diner to catchup, but cancelled just before he got off work to say she'd be stuck in the office.

Carpenter shows up at her door a little bit later, with some takeout Chinese in hand. He knocks on the door. "Hey there. Have a few minutes?"

Tamara looks up from her case work and smiles. There's books on her desk, her holodisplay is up, and she has files everywhere. "Hey, stranger. I think I can spare a few for an old friend," she chuckles.

Carpenter holds the food up, showing it to her. "I brought takeout. Cashew Chicken for you. And a spring roll." He smiles and sets the food on a side table to sort it out.

"Okay, then," Tamara smirks and rolls back her chair a few inches from her desk. "You got my attention. Maybe more than a few minutes for a life saver," she grins.

Carpenter chuckles. "Only a little spicy, too. Or if you want some of mine, you're welcome to it. I got General Tso's. But it's much spicier."

"You forget who you're talking to?" Tamara Garcia teases. "Spicy is in my blood. I'll be fine. And you know I love Cashew Chicken." She gets up from her seat, tugs a little on her blouse to straighten it up, and walks over. "How've you been, Jack?" she asks as she turns and leans back against her side table, knowing better than to get in his way at the moment.

Carpenter produces a couple of bottles of water from the bag and sets them on the table along with the food. He smiles. "I forgot. Have whichever you like." He chuckles. "I've been well. How about you?" He also provides a couple of paper plates. And chopsticks. Well, and a couple of plastic forks.

Tamara grabs herself a bottle of water. "I've been alright. Busy. My car's in the shop after I was rear-ended during that blackout stunt that Dr. Omnipotent guy pulled," she sighs, rubbing the back of her neck at the reminder. "I was out just two days because of it, and work piled up already." She sighs, then smiles and begins dishing up. "Thanks for bringing dinner, Jack."

Carpenter smiles. "You're welcome. I figured it had been a bit, and we should catch up a little bit." He nods. "I was in the station when that blackout hit. I ended up having to work traffic detail for a bit to help out the precinct."

"I bet. The whole city was in disarray. Some idiots are even trying to sue the city for damages during the blackout," Tamara rolls her eyes. "And the heroes didn't manage to catch him. What a mess." She returns to her chair and sits down, the force of her flopping into it causing her to roll back a few inches. She clears some stuff aside for her and Jack to eat at her desk.

Carpenter gets some food for himself as well. "Yeah. Second time that guy has turned up. There's a good chance he won't turn up again this time, but you never know."

"Let's hope. Or at least let him pick another town," Tamara complains and digs into her spring roll. "Mmmm. I haven't had Chinese in ages."

Carpenter nods. "His target seems to be gone? I'm not sure about the details yet."

Carpenter sits down with his food....and decides to use a fork. Just so he can eat without dropping much.

"I haven't heard everything yet either. Someone said a hero sacrificed themselves to stop him, but only ended up killing himself. Chamberlain's supposed to oversee that, but we haven't heard from the coroner yet. Strange," Tamara comments as she finishes her spring roll. "It's like nothing's gone right since then. We can't add murder charges to the case because we haven't got word on the body yet. A killer's case got dismissed yesterday. Cases building up. Car dinged up. Whiplash. It's been the worse," she sighs. "So...enough about me. What about you?"

Carpenter smiles and takes another bite as he considers what to say. "Umm...started dating again. So, that's cool. Certainly not boring."

Tamara smiles at that as she picks up her chopsticks. "Ohhhh? Jack Carpenter, do tell," she taunts him, being nosey. She starts eating her chicken while watching him intently like she's studying a witness on the stand.

Carpenter smiles. "I'm...sure you've seen her name on cases a few times. Gabrielle Grimm."

Tamara's eyes widen a bit and she coughs a few times, then swallows her food. "Her? Really?" she says in surprise before reaching for her water to wash down whatever she swallowed wrong.

Carpenter laughs. "Yeah. Her." He takes a bites of some more food. "She and I...get along well. Despite our differences."

Tamara grins, but still seems skeptical. "That's the same Gabrielle Grimm who almost got a murder charge before vic's body disappeared and he turned up alive? I can only imagine what differences you're talking about," she says with a bit of light snark, just teasing Jack.

Carpenter chuckles. "Same person. Yeah." He smiles. "How's your love life there, missy?"

Tamara laughs and nods to her case files. "I got 'em lined up." She grins and takes another bite of food. "I'm sure you know what you're doing with a meta. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. You work with them often enough. Her included." She's jests to hide her concern. "Speaking of your unofficial coworkers...I have some information you could pass on to them." She sets her plate aside for a moment and grabs a pen, post-it, and then one of her case files near the bottom of her stack.

Carpenter raises a brow, "Oh? What's that?" He sits forward and sets his food on the table.

Tamara scribbles down something on her post-it and hands it over to Carpenter. "Remember that case* a while back where someone murdered a killer who went free?" she asks.


 * (See issue #6 of The Lady in White - Log:Rookie_Tagalong)

Carpenter nods. "Absolutely. All of the leads we had didn't really pan out. Have something new?"

"Potentially. Gino Savaglio. He just beat a murder charge in court when the witness was busted for drug use. If our killer is going to strike again, he seems like a good candidate," Tamara sighs, handing over her post-it not. It has Gino's name and address. "I didn't give this to you," she emphasizes.

Carpenter takes the address and looks at it. "Didn't give me what?" He smiles and puts it in a coat pocket.

Tamara smiles. She knows he knows how this works. "Thanks, Jack. Hopefully that killer was a one time thing, but...this case was too similar to Amato's." She picks up her food again, poking at it with her chopsticks. She studies Jack, trying to discern if there's anything different about him now that he's dating again.

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