61: At the Center of it All – Pt. 2

“Come on,” Derrick said standing and taking Victoria by the hand.

“Where are we going?”

“To my place. You want answers and I think I know how to get them.”

“What is this?” Victoria asked, peering through the glass of the door in Derrick’s basement. “Derrick? We can’t…”

“We can and we will,” he said, pushing through the door and into the room. The man dangling from the wall looked up at the sound of footsteps approaching.

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60: At the Center of it All – Pt. 1

“Going somewhere?”

“GEEZ!” Victoria turned with a start, placing a hand over her heart. “Derrick…you scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to.” He loomed in the doorway with the glass he’d fetched from the kitchen, watching as she finished dressing. A smile crept on his face as he listened to her rapid heartbeat and he set his drink on the nightstand.

“I’ll never get used to that,” she exhaled and looked back at the mirror and the absence of his reflection beside her. Touching a hand to her face, she puckered her lips and gently brushed her cheek. “Do you ever miss it?”

“Sometimes,” he answered, watching as she primped herself.

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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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