PPR First case

A two storie building with panda cars and yellow 'crime scene' tape outlining the perimeter. It a cold morning and the sun hadn't even rose yet. Two uniformed policemen, who looked to be freezing their bollocks off even in their winter coats, were talking.
"I hope relief arrives soon." One of them said.
"I'm more hoping they would get the investigators would get out of bed." The other one replied. "The sooner this is solved the better."
"Look, here comes something." The first one suddenly said.
Barry, May, Sheamus and Jake were now approaching the scene. Each had a stern look on their faces and May had her camera around her neck.
"Sorry, no civilians allowed." The second one tried to tell them.
None of them said a word, they just pushed passed the two men and ducked under the tape.

Inside, the new Rangers entered the main living room, where they discovered the body of a young redhead woman wearing a purple leotard lying on the floor, her hands were behind her back, her eyes closed. May took a photo and as she looked into it, she saw what went down.
'She was led into the room by a figure dressing in black. He had tied her hands behind her back, but she was also wearing a short translucent skirt. He removed it and dropped it to the floor before he pulled out a black handgun. He said 'close your eyes' and when she did, he pulled the trigger. After she fell to the floor, he picked up her skirt and left.'
When she had told the others what she saw, Barry looked around and he saw images of the last days of the victim's life: like her sitting on the sofa with three other women; a blonde, a brunette and a raven head (all four were laughing). In the bedroom, he saw the intruder, unlike the one in May's vision this one didn't have gloves, he put them on AFTER he broke in. Next image showed the intruder grabbing the victim from behind and tying her hands behind her back.
When he told the others what he saw, Sheamus had his turn. He turned the clocks back to the morning before. At which point, she got a knock on her door and a man, around the same height as the figure of in the two visions, was stood there.
'I hope you're looking after yourself.' He had said. 'I'd hate it if anything to happen to you.' Then she had slammed the door on him.
Within a heartbeat, he was back in the present with May, Barry and Jake. Now, the Captain came in and asked for a report.

Back at HQ, the victim was now in the morgue, after having an autopsy. They had recovered the bullet from her back and fingerprints from the window sill. However, there was no match on record. The bullet was on a common brand and it fits a gun that's all the range in this day and age. Luckily, they had managed to get to the DI before he can label it as a 'suicide' (that was his default setting).
Barry began to get worried about the other women in his vision, what if any of them was in danger? They needed to find them. Sheamus drew a sketch of the face he had seen. A photo of the victim told May that she was a member of a local dance team, Barry recognised the other members as the women in his vision. However, the DI didn't see them as important and neither did The Captain, until they could be sure it wasn't random. While all that was going on, Jake decided it was time to have a word with the victim.
The ghost he was talking to still had her hands behind her back.
"Do you know when you were killed?" He asked her.
"Last night." She told him. "At the stroke of Midnight. I know, the clock was the last face I saw."
"Who came to your door on your last day?" Jake asked her.
"A stalker we've been getting lately." She replied. "He seems to be obsessed with us."
"Stalkers normally do." He told her. Then, he asked, "Do you know where we can find him?"
"No." She told him.
"Do you know where we can find the others?" Asked Jake.
"Well, Yellow lives up the road from me, Brown lives down south somewhere and I think Black just bought herself a place in the city." She replied, not missing a beat.
"That's all for now." He told her and she disappeared.

The very next day, The Captain got a call saying 'we found another body.'