41. TeamworkThe chief groaned and put a hand to his balding crown, glinting with the rays of the morning sun peeking through the windows of the Detroit Police Agency, “We’re crunched for time, team,” he said to the detectives sitting before him in his office.41. Teamwork
Detective Sychoph leaned forward in his chair, glancing from the chief to the rest of his weary colleagues, “Crunched for time.”
“We have twelve hours to find the murderer, search his house, and find the victim’s car,” the chief continued in a monotonous, fast voice.
“Very crunched for time,” Sychoph added. &nbs
Stay With Me: Chapter 27The slave boy pulled the juicy meat from the flaming stove and set it on a plate; he winced as his broken arm was jostled. Just as the last piece of meat was pulled from the stove, Ammato heard the routine creak of the front door opening.Stay With Me: Chapter 27
“Welcome home, Master,” Ammato called out, eager to hear news of the meeting, though his stomach started gnawing in fear.
“Come here, Ammato,” the boy heard Attila order in a strange tone the slave hadn’t before heard.
The boy complied readily after extinguishing the flame before him; the front door closed and a familiar scent met Ammato’s
Stay With Me: Chapter 26 RedoNiconon sighed deeply and placed the gilded metal crown wrought with leaves and vines on his brow; he reached for his favorite green robe embroidered with purple roses and brown trim. The man caught a quick glance of himself in the plain mirror: flame red hair in wire-thin braids pulled back to the base of his skull; powder white skin with an army of tiny red freckles across the bridge of his nose; deep purple eyes with thick, long, red lashes; full pink lips that often had him mistaken for a girl when he was young.Stay With Me: Chapter 26 Redo
Niconon looked away and a faint flush of worry crossed his cheeks. He was too young for this; he was only sixty-fiv
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