48 hours (part 1)

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"Hey, Cap'n, got a second?" Jake asked, walking in Holt's office.

"It's "Captain."" He corrected.

"What did I say?".

""Cap'n," like Cap'n Crunch".

"All right, but to be fair, Cap'n Crunch was a war hero and the primary male role model in my house, growing up, so...
Anyways, cap-tain, you know that jewelry store robbery down by grand army Plaza?".

"Mm-hmm" he nodded.

"I know who did it... Dustin Whitman.
I put him in Rikers two years ago.
He just got out, and the crime scene matches his M.O. Perfectly" Jake explained.

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"Okay, what do we got?" Jake asked to the policeman.

"Well, security cam shows a male suspect, 5'9—" he started to explain but was interrupted.

"—Wearing a black ski mask.
He bypassed the McConnell alarm by using the magnetic kill switch.
And he only stole diamonds, nothing over two carats".

"Yeah, exactly. How'd you know?"

"I'm a Detective. It's what I do.
I'm just kidding. I need a lot more information.
But that would've been a great exit line, right?".

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"The crime techs aren't done yet, but I'm 100% sure it's Whitman".

"Well, let's see what kind of physical evidence they turn up, and then we can talk arrest".

"Actually, hilarious story..."

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"So that is Dustin Whitman" Jake said, pointing at the guy behind bars.

"You already arrested him? With insufficient evidence?" Holt asked and Jake just nodded.
"By law, we have 48 hours to find that evidence, or we have to let him go. You just started the clock".

Time to deadline
47 hours 56 minutes
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"What's up with this emergency meeting?" Rosa asked.

Y/n yawned and sat down.

"Hey, how's it going?" Jake greeted her, sitting down as well.

She groaned and said "Could be better".

"Why? What's happened?".

"My neighbor got up at 6 am and drilled all the time. I think his wall is Swiss cheese now" she stated and Jake chuckled.

"And you? How is it going?".

"Could be better" he replied.

"Why? What did you do? We're here because of you, right?" She asked.

"You will find out" he muttered through clenched teeth.

"But—" Y/n was interrupted by Amy.

She walked into the room dressed in a skintight pink dress and well made up.

"Whoa, Detective Santiago" Terry commented.

"Big date tonight. How do I look?"

"Well, I think you look..." Jake clicked a button on his phone and a donkey began to bray.
"Sorry, that was supposed to be a catcall.
I don't know how this works".

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