Doors

[After the news about Chloe.]

[Locked to Neil D]
Who did this?

[Locked to Casey D]
Tell me you're still fucking sitting on him.

ETA: [Call to Louis D, from Daniel's apartment phone.]
Ring, ring, ring!

[Locked to Chloe M]
Hello, yo. Do you know where I can "score" some Illegal Drugs? :-) [...] I need to talk to you.

[Post-phone call, in Daniel's apartment, Lin is trying to find the drunk. Which means he wanders around for a bit and ends up opening the door to the man's bedroom and throwing a book in, to see if it lands on anyone.]

[Phone call to Jude M after this. The Caller ID shows the call as coming from the jail.]

Ring!

[With the final piece in place, it doesn't take long.

A call comes in to LVPD late on Wednesday night. The voice is nervous, skittish, and disguised with a voice modulator. The person says they were offered drugs by someone in Aria, and when they saw the paper - well, they just don't want anyone to think they did something wrong. It was such a nice building before that woman moved in, but they're getting ahead of themselves. They should start from the beginning.

When the call is over, things move swiftly. Considering the other case their new suspect is tied to, officers wake a judge in the middle of the night to get their search warrant signed.

A team arrives at Chloe Murphy's suite first thing Thursday morning, and they thoroughly search her home. They find a key to a bus locker taped under a table in the first hour. Chloe is promptly brought down to the precinct for questioning, and the charges come by the end of the day. Police will not immediately say what evidence led to her arrest, but Chloe Murphy is charged with felony possession with intent to sell in the case that has been popularly known as the 'Debutante Dealer'. Bail is set at $500,000, due to the amount and the class of the drugs in question.

To say the press have a field day is an understatement. Articles and blog posts fly, theorizing about why this former cult member and ex-lover of Neil Donovan was trying to deal to the wealthy in Vegas when she already has a fortune at her disposal. With her connections, she could have made a killing, though her motive is murky. Was she trying to break from her parents? To raise money under the table to send back to the cult she supposedly left? Collecting money in an overseas account to pay for the murder of her ex's current girlfriend? There is no way to know, and the sheer amount of speculation makes it a screaming front page headline.]

[After Iris is arrested and charged. Oh, so public.]

How much did you fuckers pay those witnesses to lie, huh?

[While waiting at the hospital.]

What did they ask you?

[Locked to the Murphy family.]

[After seeing the news of Sam surviving the attempt.]

This isn't going like we planned it.

[Locked to Murphys]

( And cut for length )

[Locked to the Murphy siblings]

[On the heels of this. The writing is messy, a quick scrawl with no real thought.]

I am not dealing with that girl any longer. I do not talk to her yet she insists upon taunting me every time I say a word, even when it's nothing to do with her.

I'm going to the hotel. I won't be back for a while.

Does anyone else find themselves worried about the effects their counterparts through the door have on them here?

For example. What if the person you have through the door isn't mentally stable? Has anyone found that's impacted them on this side?

[Shortly after this, the post gets struck out and no further responses are made.]

[Locked to Chloe M]

Are you hiding again today?

[Group lock: Jude M/Clem M]

We may need to drag our dear sister out.

[Locked to Ashleigh]

I do love that bell on you.

[Public, as Ariadne]

My totem says this is not a dream, but it feels like a dream.

[Ashleigh D]

[Delivered to her suite at the Wynn: a bracelet in a very well known blue box. It's accompanied by another, single red rose.]

See you on Friday
-Alexander

[Chloe M]

Happy New Year, sister.

[As Mal C]

This is familiar. A dream I once had, perhaps?

[Public, as Jude M]

Somehow I think this is strange even for Vegas.

Never a boring day around here, is it?

[Locked to Arthur and Eames]

Ariadne is back. [...] she doesn't remember her time here.

[Locked to Mal]

Christmas?

[Public]

Got the stupid rig set up for frying the bird tomorrow. Emergency numbers on speed dial just in case. Anyone who wants to come is welcome to. [Shitty motel address]. Bring something to share.

[Locked to Arthur/Cory H]

So, the chick in my head says that if you want to come over for turkey, do it. I don't care either way, but I'm throwing it out there to please her.

You were right.

I'm going to fry a fucking turkey next week.

Who's in?

Who knew if you broke a journal you got another one so fast?