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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12: So, It Begins...Pt. 2

Victoria wasted no time storming off toward the metal door and into Derrick’s office. Stopping as she recognized Jake Foyers up close in person she gasped again. “What the hell is this?” she demanded as Perry moved behind her to shut the door.

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11: So, It Begins…Pt. 1

“Where exactly are you taking me?” Victoria asked as she slid off the back of Derrick’s motorcycle. He parked it behind a large office building and the two started walking toward the red-light district, a place that’s hosted a crime scene or three in her time. “Um…Derrick?”

Her head jerked at the sound of cans rustling behind her and she found herself staring at a bum pushing a shopping cart filled with cans toward an alleyway. “Relax, Detective. Your nerves are giving off a scent.”

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