If a murder had been committed, The Slut and The Falcon were the detectives to go to. Their crime scene expertise was stellar and beyond the knowledge of most detectives within their profession. In fact, today was the day that the Maryland Strangler made his first kill; The Slut and The Falcon were on the job.
"Falcon, this has all the signs of a serial killer in the works." Slut said as she looked over the crime scene, putting her note pen against her lips as she proceeded in her thought process. "I think his style his rather a glamorous, don't you think?" Falcon joked. Slut rolled her eyes and looked at the glitter adorned body of the strangled male stripper. "Falcon now's not the time to joke.