The members of Unit One sat at their respective desks, bored of the same dull interrogations they 'd been conducting for the past several hours. Not counting the few members of the slave trade, the party guests had no idea what their host had been doing for months. Every interrogation had proven to be, not only boring, but totally useless and this discovery only left the team agitated and low on patience. "Well, there 's still one more women left." Masaoka, the oldest Enforcer on the unit, said.
"Hey, Ginoza, this one 's hot, if you don 't feel up to interrogating her, I 'll more than happily act as a substitute." A redheaded Enforcer offered. Of course he was only half serious, it was common knowledge that Enforcers
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I met this woman at the party and she seemed really interesting!" It wasn 't often that White asked for anything, the action in itself revealed just how much she wanted to study the stranger.
Her Inspector didn 't seem to care though, as he kept on walking, "You know the rules, White, you can observe but you by no means are allowed into that interrogation room." His voice was flat as he carried on, trying to indicate to White that there was no room for discussion. Of course, the midnight haired eighteen year old didn 't take heed to his tone.
White scoffed, "When do I ever follow the rules, Ginoza?"
It was then that the veteran Inspector turned on the girl, "White, I promise, if you enter that interrogation room I will have you doing desk work for three months. No fieldwork." His green eyes drilled into the latent criminal 's own cobalt blue eyes and White knew he was serious. She knew she was defeated as they reached the interrogation room. The girl huffed and turned to the right, entering the observation room as Gino went to interrogate the only interesting stranger of the entire lot.
Tiora sat gracefully in her seat, still in her dress from the night before, one leg crossed delicately over the other and her shoulders back in a relaxed posture. She glanced around the room, her bright green and brown flecked eyes took in the plain white walls of the small room. A giggle bubbled from her lips, she knew that the plain
We found her trying to break him out. Take her, then question her and judge her. WARDEN:
(Doc.E)”. She was getting angry when she finally says “won’t answer a word you say,long as you
It was just for one night, thought she as she closed the window. The wind is howling and the rain is conducting a symphony of drums against the glass. She turns around and starts walking across the room, the white carpet is soft underneath her bare feet, as she walks to her chair, fixing up her mess of long, beautiful black hair into a messy bun. She has the hair of a Disney princess and the school thought she's one of the most beautiful girls in the entire class, with eyes of ice and a heart of gold. Underneath the mountain of clothes she has yet to put away she finds a towel and hands it to Roman. He takes it from her, their hands lightly touch and he flashes that million dollar, white as snow smile. His dad must be drinking again. Why else
The kitchen was quiet as he opened the door. Through the glass window near the sink, he could see the sun was just starting to rise from behind the once dark horizon. A rooster crowed from outside, signaling the start of the day. A fresh, cool breeze floated in through the open window. On the table was a very small dark wooden bed which had a small heart craved into the centerpiece. It also had a small white mattress, a red and blue sheets, and a beautiful down quilt.
He scoffed. “Do you think? I mean, you spilled champagne all over his sister, which I applaud you for, and humiliated her in front of Briarwood’s high society. But it’s not like she was going to fit in anytime soon anyway. It’s a shame though. I’ve never fucked a redhead before. It’d be an honor to see what the great state of Staten Island has to offer besides ferry rides underneath those jeans.”
“Hello Ms. Anthony. I’m here because you violated a law. I’m sorry Ms. Anthony, but I have to put you under arrest.” The officer said
In her room, Louise sinks into a comfortable chair and looks out her window. Immediately the image of relaxation seems to strike oddly. Reading this story should
For once, she wandered toward him with no children in tow. Today, she wore no linen coif, and her elbow-length, blond hair hung down loose. Percival had not realized how thick and glossy it was. And instead of wearing her typical nanny uniform of a stiff beige tunic dress, she wore a pale blue dress, more fitted at the top, and cinched at the waist with dark leather girdle belt. The belt accentuated the curve of her hips, and he color of her dress brought out the light honey color in her eyes. She was even more beautiful than he recalled, and in that instant, her presence was the balm he needed to soothe his agitated soul. He realized that he’d had but one brief interaction with her earlier in the day, yet her presence was exactly what he needed.
A single beam of light shone thru the curtain. The specs of dust in the room danced between the rays, whisked into the air by the pleasant breeze tip toeing thru the screen door. I could feel the warmth on my cheek as I rose from the sheets, thoroughly rested. I briskly got ready, slipping on my tennis shoes, old and worn. Stepping outside, I was greeted by the painfully sweet aroma of sweet pea flowers, entranced by the blissful gleams of sunlight, and spellbound by the familiar screeching of parrots, flocking in clouds of bright vermilion.
And made her smooth white shoulder bare” It was a sign of class to have white skin, yet another distinction of wealth. She becomes physical trying to tempt him with seduction. We do not know to
“Her position now is that she lies with a burnt-out inside on a slab.” This shows that the Inspector is capable of being deliberately shocking. He does not care about any of the family’s feelings and emotions at this point
“She sat down on the bed, balancing her sketchpad on her knees. The clothes he’d been wearing earlier were flung across the covers, but the rest of the room was as neat as a monk’s chamber. There were no pictures on the walls, no posters or photos of friends or family. The blankets were white and
‘I've got to cover this up as soon as I can’ caring only about his public appearance and not of the girl. ‘Look Inspector-I’d give thousands-yes, thousands’ paying a ridiculous amount of money to keep his reputation but won't give a slight pay rise to his workers. But when the idea of it being a hoax he forgets all about Eva smith and the lessons that had been learnt that night. (To Sheila) ‘Nonsense! You'll have a good laugh over it yet!
Silent. At the edge of the sky there was a magnificent white patch, a turning page, catching the sun. The rest was ivory grey, with a subtle hint of mauve, just enough to announce the coming sunset. Scanning the horizon were the white cotton balls on cerulean satin, with a subtle layer of dove grey underneath, which was thin enough to let the light through. Stood there like a ghost, a silent observer of the venerable castle, and the clouds. The colossal mountains were shielding the inferior castle. Beyond the towering mountains was a decrepit, venerable and ancient castle like structure. The azure roof was coated and concealed by the thick opaque dust. The roof was as dusty as an abandoned warehouse floor. It was an elderly going paler as it got older and ancient. As I nonchalantly walked up the moaning narrow staircase, a thick mist of cold crisp air blew through me, rustling my hair and sending a chill down my spine.
It was just an ordinary day for Julia at work. She worked at the FBI as an investigator, but had not received a case in five weeks. Everyday, she thought about going on cool missions with her partner Sam, but he has been busy doing an investigation on this lady that claims she didn’t kill her daughter. All she did for the three weeks was sit at a desk and look up people for her coworkers to assist with their case. Looking up people can be very boring since there might be a long list of facts about he or she. One case required her to research a man named Mr. Gefish. She found out he is one of the most dangerous man in the US and is known for selling drugs. Later in the day, her boss, Mr. Smith told her to come to the briefing room because he has a new assignment for her. She was hoping for a chance to go undercover or find weird artifacts that links to a mystery.