QR Code Murders: Cruise

“So that’s your boyfriend?” Kim asked when Yawquisha entered the car.

“Yes.”

“You said that with distinction. Yes. He’s cute. Where’d you two meet?” Kim asked.

“Look at the hard boiled detective investigating into the ride along relationship business.”

Kim shrugged. She shifted gears literally and figuratively.

“We’re going to another site. Get your camera ready.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“I started going to the scene ahead of time.”

“What have I told you about that?”

“I know.”

“Nevertheless, I’ve got to congratulate you. I saw one of your other videos passed two million views.”

“It’s a living. Thank you.”

“I encourage you to video when you can, but try to keep away from crime scenes. You’re not Batwoman.”

“I know.”

“Here we are.”

The two women trekked to the scene. It was bad. Blood in the walls, blood on the ground, splattered and clotting.

“You captured all of this already?” Kim asked.

“I did.”

Kim kept moving. She kept her words to herself, not risking to repeat herself.

“Okay, I’m going to talk to the uniforms. Some other detectives are out here. If you want additional footage or an interview let me know.”

Yawquisha brought her hardware to the place. She caught visuals of what she had not captured earlier that morning. It was another rapper. Free Go Base was seventeen-years-old laid out in the Wilmington alleyway. Red and blue lights flickered against the walls of the narrow space. A pool of blood had collected, even more than what Yawquisha edited out earlier.

She had posted the QR code which featured the rapper talking about his journey from the streets of Southbridge. It showed his dad and younger brother and how proud they were of him.

She posted the video alongside the blurred out body and the police officers gathering evidence and deliberating over the case.

Kim rolled up to Yawquisha. “This is going to burst your bubble but you’re going to have to hand all of your material over to my boss.”

“Okay.”

“Just okay? You spent your time at a murder scene getting enough content to suffice your video channel. I want you to be included but she’s asking. The whole rank thing….”

“I get it. It’s okay.”

“Great. just hand over the camera and we’ll….”

“I can give you my stuff from this morning, but I need what I just shot.”

“Did you complete an interview?”

“No.”

“Go do that and give us the video camera after that.”

Yawquisha trailed a beat officer.

“Excuse me officer, do you have a moment?”

“Yes, are you with the Daily Delaware? Channel 30?”

“No.”

“I don’t know if I can talk to amateurs.”

“It’s okay. I’m with her.” She pointed in Kim’s direction. She was engaged in a talk with one of her superiors.

“Alright. What do you want to know?”

“I’ve been tracking these murders for quite sometime now. What is the main link you’ve discovered that binds these stories together besides black rappers and QR code tattoos in the city?”

“I think you summed it up. We’re looking at over twenty homicides with those connections. What we’re trying to do is see if there is a pattern that fits all of those details you just mentioned. Is that good?”

“That’s fine. Thank you officer.”

Kim motioned for Yawquisha to give over the digital file from her camera. She obliged.

Once the other officer handled the file, Kim and Yawquisha returned to the car.

“Sorry I had to do that.”

“Again, it’s okay. I was out of bounds on this one after knowing that I could just ride along.”

“Exactly.”

The car continued to cruise through the streets.