#gray lights

[gotallison523]

Large transitional dark wood floor great room photo with gray walls and no fireplace

4th International Postgraduate Conference on Physics and Mathematics

[feriferfer]

This will end, the day will pass and one day you’ll accept the facts that happened here and realize that although you will always carry them, they will no longer haunt you.

Gray Lights, Chapter 1 by thesarcasticone

[feriferfer]

"What the hell?"

  "Good morning to you too. Can I come in?"

  His smile was far too fresh and his voice far too rested to have Bennett smile back at him. He didn't wait for an answer before passing the threshold into her apartment.

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"You found out my full name." Jewel answered, her voice acquiring a higher tone than the one it usually used.

"Holly Ranger, yes, we did." Tyler added, his stare completely focused on the prostitute's eyes.

"Wow, it's been -ages since I've heard someone call-"

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"Get out." She commanded, sniffing and trying to dry up her tears.

"I'll get out when you do." Tyler fired back, casually leaning on one of the sinks.

"Oh! So you're allowed to kick and yell but I'm not allowed to break down in the women's room?" She defended.

"You've been in here for fifteen minutes, the first five were justified; the next ten are not." He explained, his voice calm and knowing, as if he had known Bennett for more than just four days.

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  Nathan Tyler crossed her mind once more as she plopped down on her mattress. It was the third night the man had managed to temper with her sleep schedule; two with amazing sex and a third with amazing conversation.

  Olivia then bit her lip as she tried to make sense of the man Nathan Alexander Tyler, because to her, he suddenly made the same sense as mixing the songs People by Barbra Streisand with Like a Virgin by Madonna.

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  "Mr. Han, Addison Jaime was found murdered in her own home the next morning and according to our investigation you were one of the last –if not the last- people to have seen her alive, alive and in apparent distress." As Bennett delivered the information to the man, both detectives observed how his face suddenly went rigid, with what could have been either shock or anger.

"Addison's dead then?"

"Not just dead Mr. Han. She was murdered, stabbed." Bennett added, her voice carrying anger and bitterness towards no one in particular, but just enough to break their person of interest.

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"Yes, it's the first theory that makes sense when thinking of the prostitution ring, yet we still have no way of connecting any of that to Addison Jaime, and need I remind you, she's our victim, our priority." It was Piper who spoke up, her voice acquiring the wisdom and tone of the experienced detective she was.