| The interrogation. |
[Nov. 14th, 2012|06:25 pm] |
They had gotten her back to HQ more or less in once piece and Steve had asked Kono and Chin to put a trace on Alex's phone, just in case. He didn't really tell Jess to be anywhere in particular, because now his focus was on the petite little blonde that had been parked in the interrogation room with tissues still hanging out of her nose, like someone who was working hard to get over the flu. He took his time getting around to it and washed his hands of the little blood he had gotten on them from helping her, wondering how buying her coffee earlier had possibly turned into this. Enough steady thought and boiling over remembering seeing the picture of her and Ross, and his SEAL face was ready.
Strolling out and toward the room, he pointed to Danny first. "You, in with me." Then he glanced to Jess, his features already hard. "You, get a recorder and sit in the room. You're just watching tonight so don't say anything to her. I don't want her toying with you. I got a feeling this one is a real sicko." He knew Lagrange was no baby, but she was technically new to most aspects of this, so he didn't want her getting overwhelmed.
Storming through the door, he sat down across from her, crossing his arms. "So tell me what Ross was doing at Alexandra Udinov's house and tell me what else he's got cooking right now, or I will make sure you go to the pen for defacing her property." He didn't give a damn if she had touched that box or not, he'd make his case somehow. "I don't have all night, Miss Reills." |
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[Nov. 13th, 2012|04:41 pm] |
C'mon guys, give it up. All I want to do is play.
[Undercover ladies.]
I swear to God I better get immunity for helping you cold bitches out. |
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