Museums and symbols (Stella, Danny and Lindsay)

one of the guards at the Metropolitan Museum of Art was making his rounds and shutting off the lights in the different halls of the museum, as he came to the classic art section, a beam of light got his attention, curious, the young guard walked over to where the light was pointing, he soon found out as he discovered that the light was pointed at the curator of the museum, who was laying face up on the floor, dead, his arms and legs outstretched


across town, Shannon was sitting in the office she shared with Lindsay, she looked at the photo of her family and smiled softly

Was at home, sleeping, when my phone rang. I hang up, should be for the work, as always. I was a little tired, those last days were hard. "Messer"

Shannon smiled a bit as she got ready to go, Mac was sending her, Danny and Lindsay to the Met, Shannon got her coat, then headed out of the office for the motor pool

I wake up most, and heard the voice of Lindsay. "What is it about ?"

at the same time, Shannon drove over to the museum, her kit in the back of the suv

I wake up fastly am stand up for start to prepare myself same time having Lindsay on phone. "It's okay, I'm on my way"

I walked into Lindsay's office and waited till she was done with her phone call, she was probably talking to Danny but I wasn't sure yet. We need all the help we can get.

"Shall we go already? or do you have to wait for Danny here?"
I ask as I get up from the couch

Shannon got to the museum before the others and started to walk in