36: The Unlikely Duo – Pt. 3

“Derrick! What are you doing here?” Victoria asked in a whisper trying her best to close the front door behind her.

“Uh, I thought you could use some help talking to your Mom.”

“What? No I don’t need help at all actually I can handle my Mom. You need to get out of here, now.”

“Ok well, that’s not exactly the greeting I was hoping for,” he grinned and showed her the bottle in his hands. “I even brought a bottle of the finest red wine. We can have it with dinner,” he inhaled deeply and tilted his head to the side. “Mmm is that Roasted Turkey, sweet potatoes, stuffing and cranberry sauce I smell? Besides I could have sworn you invited me to come.”

“What? I specifically said ‘no, Derrick, you aren’t invited’.”

“Ah, I thought you meant on the ride up, so I flew,” he smirked teasingly.

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35: The Unlikely Duo – Pt. 2

Victoria waited near the jeep as Derrick headed inside the gate. The sun was starting to set and she had a sudden feeling of being watched. Pushing off of her truck, she paced a little around the trunk looking over the cars parked in the lot around her. With the exception of the traffic moving over the freeway nearby, all was quiet. She shook off the sense of dread and sighed heavily, glancing at the clock on the town hall tower a few blocks away. “Come on, Derrick. How long is this gonna take.”

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34: The Unlikely Duo – Pt. 1

“Hey, Vik, someone’s here to see you,” Lou yelled from the bullpen towards the lounge. It was another hectic day at work and the precinct was a flurry of activity. Police officers dressed in their blues milled about shuffling papers back and forth to different departments as several conversations shot off in every corner of the building concerning one case or another.

With twenty-one active homicides and another three aggregated from burglary, the detective’s bureau was stretched pretty thin. Victoria had been working longer nights, some shifts totaling 48 hours without breaks and she was doing all she could to stay on her feet and get her desk cleared but it wasn’t easy. Between the gallons of coffee and tea she consumed she had about a dozen witness testimonies to sift through and a handful of interrogations to conduct.

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33: I Fall to Pieces – Pt. 3

“What the hell are you doing here?” Victoria asked taking Jake’s arm and quickly leading him into her garage away from possible prying eyes. “Are you crazy? Why would you come here?”

“Derrick asked me to check on you so I came. Why? What’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong? Jake! You’re dead! How do you think it looks for a dead man to suddenly show up at the doorstep of the detective who investigated his murder? What the hell was Derrick thinking asking that of you? I can’t have you here! You can’t just up and walk into my driveway whenever you want!”

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32: I Fall to Pieces – Pt. 2

“What’s this?” Derrick growled as Perry dropped a stack of papers in front of him.

“It’s inventory from last night’s restock and sales report for the last week.”

“I didn’t ask for this, I only wanted the morning paper.”

“Why? So you can see what that detective is up to? Planning on stalking more crime scenes in hopes of catching a glimpse of her?” Perry asked as he started for the door.

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31: I Fall to Pieces – Pt. 1

“I’m walking out my door as we speak,” Victoria spoke into the microphone of her earpiece as she juggled her bags and an evidence box in her hands and opened her front door to find Cole standing on her stoop with a smile. “Uh Mike, I’ll see ya when I get to work alright? Cole!”

“Hey!” he grabbed the box from her hands and started towards her car with her.

“Hey! It’s been a while since you’ve dropped by. How are you?”

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Simful - Holiday Edition

It's beginning to look a lot like...well you know. The holidays are upon us and how are you keeping warm on those cold nights? Spend some time with the guys of Cold Blooded and Beauty and find out what really makes them tick! The latest edition of Simful has arrived!

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30: What Goes Up… – Pt. 3

Victoria stood in front of the porch windows watching Derrick hard at work in the garden. Anything to keep himself busy after the brush with death the two experienced a few nights ago. Victoria had been on pins and needles since she felt the invisible hand around her throat growing tighter and tighter making it impossible for her to breathe. And Loretta and Derrick were doing all they could to figure out who was behind the attack at the fairgrounds and why.

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29: What Goes Up… – Pt. 2

“Try and relax Sweetheart, that pacing isn’t doing any of us any good.” Loretta spoke calmly as her fingers traced through lines of text within The Book of Elements. The incident at the light show left both Derrick and Victoria on edge but even more so filled with questions. The two quickly got back to the house and Loretta immediately went to work on trying to figure out what the sign meant and why it was directed at her granddaughter.

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28: What Goes Up… – Pt. 1

Victoria sat aimlessly watching the neighborhood kids running up and down the street playing games. Everything seemed so innocent and carefree yet beneath their outward appearance, she began to wonder if any of them had ties to the supernatural. It could be anyone, Loretta’s words echoed in her head. A crying child drew her eyes towards a tiny, orange house on the corner. 

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