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Twelve – Prescott Legacy
https://gnlwseven.wordpress.com/2015/09/05/twelve
Arkham was less dreary than when they had left three days ago. The dark grey clouds which had threatened to soak the city at any time had given way to a cloudless, blue sky. Home, sweet, home,’ Teddy remarked as the FBI building loomed into view. ‘You can finally meet the team. Hopefully people can go without murdering one another while we have a bit of a debriefing.’. I love tour day! Teddy exclaimed, sarcastically. Are you a cop? A young boy asked Io. I’m a Special Agent,’ she told him. He grinned at h...
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Ten – Prescott Legacy
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The case moved forward with such a dizzying rapidness that Io began to feel out of control. Teddy had been barking orders into his phone as he’d screeched to halt a couple of blocks from Rose’s Roses. Io had ran the distance to meet him, slumping into the car with barely enough time to close the door before he pealed away, dodging through the clearing traffic with the siren screaming. Io was wide eyed, almost buzzing with the thrill of closing in to their suspect. Could have been the stressor,’ Io noted.
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Fifteen (Part 2) – Prescott Legacy
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Crisp, autumn leaves had been swept into tidy piles resembling large mounds of gold on the Levine’s front lawn. The house was a large Colonial with quaint black shutters and an impeccably manicured lawn save for the leaf piles dotted around. The glossy red door swung open and a woman wearing a sweater set and a pinched expression ushered them inside. Thank you for coming,’ she sniffed into a tissue. I’m Special Agent Caulder’ Teddy held out his hand. ‘This is my partner, Special Agent Adams.’. Hannah sat...
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Eleven – Prescott Legacy
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Io jumped at the soft knock on the door. She wasn’t expecting Teddy to stop by since the case was officially closed, and still shaken from earlier, she fumbled for her gun. She called, in a voice that sounder bolder than she felt. It’s me,’ Teddy replied. Io’s shoulders sagged in relief and, pulling her robe tighter, she padded across the floor to open the door. Bought you a little something to celebrate. If you want it, of course,’ he held out a cold bottle of beer to her. You did great, Adams. And,...
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Thirteen – Prescott Legacy
https://gnlwseven.wordpress.com/2015/09/06/thirteen
The incessant ring of the doorbell echoing through the upstairs of the house pulled Teddy from his sleep. He rolled over, misjudging the space that he had and nearly fell from the sofa. A few seconds of blissful silence followed; Teddy assumed that whoever it was had given up and left until another clang interrupted the quiet. Fucks sake,’ he muttered, fumbling for his watch. His tone was wary as he opened the door. Eddie,’ she chirped, leaning in to kiss his cheek. What are you doing here? Her brow furr...
