45: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 3

“Tommy Calabrese is currently in police custody. He is being held at the Avondale Police Department until a bail hearing is set. In a move that shocked millions around the country including members of his own family the long time Italian Godfather and rumored gangster has confessed to his part in over a dozen unsolved homicides including the recent assassination and beheading of Former Avondale Police Detective Michael Rizzitello’s brother and sister-in-law. Stay tuned to WXKY Channel 10 News for more on this developing story.” Every station in town and even some national media outlets were all covering the same story. Last week, Tommy ‘The Breeze’ Calabrese had turned himself in. For many it had come as a surprise but for Victoria and Mike, it was a long time coming.

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44: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 2

“Derrick?” Victoria called as she rounded the corner to his living room. He was sitting in his favorite chair reading and looked up at her with a smile as she entered.

“Hello, Beautiful!”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know you had company. I’ll um; I’ll come back a little later when you’re alone.”

“Victoria?” She stopped and turned to face him as he slid from his seat and started towards her. “What are you talking about? I don’t have any company.” Glancing over his shoulder, the man she saw sitting on the couch beside him was gone and she gasped.

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43: The Walls Between Us – Pt. 1

Victoria awoke with a start, her eyes slowly adjusting to the ginger candlelit hue of the room she laid in as her hands rubbed over her face. Her damp tresses swept wildly over her head and she brushed them back sleepily as she sat up. Air from the vent above the bed licked at her exposed flesh, causing her nipples to alert her of the cool conditions of the room and she pulled the blanket tighter over her shoulders.

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42: The Burning Question – Pt. 3

“Victoria, what are you doing out here?” Derrick asked in shock as he opened his front door to find the detective dripping wet on his welcome mat. “It’s pouring rain, you could get sick!” He replied and reached a hand toward her with genuine concern. A quiver of awareness edged through her body at the mere touch of his hand on her cheek. And there it was again.

Victoria had tried to fight the urge to face him; to walk up to his door and see him after the fool she’d made of herself the night of Devereux’s party. And yet she allowed her legs to carry her here. And now she stood in front of the one man who, for the past week, had been avoiding her. Pulling away as if she’d been burned by his fingers, she took a step back, blinking several times to gather her wits about her. He watched her with his eyes narrowed and expectant, waiting for her to speak.

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41: The Burning Question – Pt. 2

This isn’t right, this can’t be happening right now, Victoria thought as she stood in the waiting room listening to the Doctor tell her they were doing their best to stabilize Mike. She couldn’t understand what he was saying, as if all of a sudden the doctor spoke a different language and none of this was real. There was no way she was standing in front of this man listening to him tell her that her partner may not pull through or that he may not be able to continue in his line of work. 

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40: The Burning Question – Pt. 1

“How’s Derrick?” Mike asked with a smile hopping back in the car after finishing his second round of checkpoints. “I’ve been meaning to have you thank him for me for the Murray’s gift basket. It’s just as good as I remember. I am curious how he knew what I liked. Then again my pillow talk usually doesn’t involve meats…well, not those kind anyway.”

Victoria responded with a simple shrug but couldn’t help noticing the presumptuous smirk on her partner’s face. “He’s fine I guess,” she answered, choosing to ignore his comment about pillow talk. “I’ll be sure to give him your message.”

“You guess? You mean you didn’t ask this morning when you left his place?”

“Nice try Mike, but Derrick and I are friends. It’s not like we talk every day.”

“Really? Still just friends huh?”

“Uh yeah, just friends.”

“Ah ok. Given the way you two were working the dance floor at the party, one would assume, and rightfully so, that you’ve finally moved passed that point.”

“Well you’d be assuming wrong.”

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New episode this Sunday!

Chapter 40: The Burning Question - Pt. 1

A stakeout...

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39: Truth and Consequence – Pt. 3

“Who’s a vampire gotta kill to get a bloody drink around here?” A tall, blonde haired man standing beside Victoria growled in a thick English accent as he turned and rested against the bar. Leaning towards her she could see the ice blue chill of his eyes and the fangs that stuck prominently from either side of his jaw as he smiled seductively at her.

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38: Truth and Consequence – Pt. 2

“What the hell are you doing here?” Cole growled as he opened his front door to find Derrick standing in the hallway. “Get lost before I stake you.”

Derrick smiled sinisterly and inched closer towards the threshold causing Cole to take one step back from the door. “Been reading up have we? Preparing for a war Cole? Because trust me when I say I’m decidedly better armed for whatever it is you think you can do to me but I didn’t come here looking for a fight. I came on Victoria’s behalf; she needs you.” 

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37: Truth and Consequence – Pt. 1

“Hey,” Derrick smiled as Victoria opened the door to let him inside. “I got your message, sorry I didn’t get here sooner but I had to make a pit stop.” His fingers tapped lightly on the top of a box he was holding as he made his way towards her living room.

“It’s ok I was just going over some of the evidence from the last few crime scenes hoping to see some sort of connection. Nothing’s jumped out at me yet though. You look nice tonight. New coat? Did I cut your date short or something?”

“Date, right. No not at all, Victoria. I’m not sure if you’ve noticed this or not but it’s sort of snowing outside.”

 

“Oh trust me I’ve noticed and I’m hoping it doesn’t stick. It was freezing in here too and I don’t care for a white Christmas. I wasn’t aware that you felt the cold though; given that you’re body temperature is oh, dead. As for me, I was about to just give up on this thing and go upstairs to my blanket.”

“Mmm was that an invitation?”

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