<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg417715#msg417715">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 30-08-2007, 18:14:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She heard that laugh of his again. It was like nails scraping across her soul, and yet...she got oddly turned on by it. What was happening to her?<br/>"Aaah, well done love. You have proven to be quite an asset. Maybe I won't kill you after all, but who knows. Take care of yourself now, don't have any nightmares..." She heard him disconnect in the middle of one of those laughs, leaving her alone with her thoughs.<br/>Not for long though, cause the door opened and in stepped a man she had seen around the stationhouse now and again. He was holding a cup of coffee and had a folder stuck under his arm.<br/>"I'm detective Pulcifer, but you can call me Adam. I am here to try to make heads or tails with what happened to you tonight." He looked up from his coffee and stared at her for a couple of seconds, she felt like he was taking every little detail in, no matter how apparantly insignificant.<br/>"A distressing call, was it?"<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>She starts, looking up as the door is pushed open and a familar face steps through.  Her eyes go immediately to the mug in his hand, thinking that she could use some... with about 3 shots of something stronger in it.  She lets that thought go.  This is no time to fall apart.  Standing, she gives him the semblence of a smile and shrugs.  If she tells him about the call, she'll have to tell him that she's just given out classified information... she's not sure what she should do.  It wasn't supposed to be like this.  One week on the job and she's been assualted, raped, her partner's in the hospital, and the perp who did it is calling her and somehow making her tell him things, things that could cost her her job...<br/><br/>"Just some stuff going on at home."  she lies, unable to meet his eyes as the words slip from her lips.  "Nothing important, Sir."