#pastmade

[methodcop]

              “You’re DETECTIVE BECKETT.” It wasn’t a question -- he knew the case file practically by heart by now, her name and all. He flashed his badge quickly before holding his hand out to her. It wasn’t his idea to have the two forces work together on this. If he was being honest, he didn’t like the idea much at all. But that wasn’t his call. This was her turf and he’d play by her rules. FOR NOW. “I’m Detective Sam Swarek with Toronto Metro Police.” Hint of a smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. “I’d say it’s a pleasure to be workin’ with you, but I think we both know this is gonna be one helluva mess...”

@pastmade | SC. 

[mcplastics]

          “   DETECTIVE,   HOW CAN I help you?    or is this purely a pleasure visit?    because i’ll take either one.   ”     /     @pastmade

[cheersnap]

        “i already told the other officers everything i know.   can’t you just get the notes and recording from them?”  she’s told them everything she could tell them, at least.  alongside the intricate tale the rest of the party had helped her weave.  chrissy didn’t mean to sound irritable, but as much as she was willing to help clear eddie’s name, she would much rather be with him right that moment.  “there’s just nothing left for me to tell, really.”

@pastmade​​ !     starter call.

[swngo]

 ❝  I’M  NOT  ANSWERING  ANYTHING  ABOUT  RAY.  i  didn’t  do  it.  i  loved  him.   ❞  

@pastmade   /   liked.

[wouldntlie-blog]

                            “  i’m  afraid  i  can’t  pretend  to  know  what  you’re  talking  about,  detective.   i’m  sure  you’re  familiar  with  the  case  that  detectives  tapp  and  sing  worked  on,  i've  had  no  . . .  DEALINGS  with  the  jigsaw  case  since  my  abduction.  “    of  the  many  things  he  had  been  called  before  his  captivity  ---  cold,  dispassionate,  inhuman,  ungrateful  ---  he  had  never  before  so  readily  accepted  this  new  name  of  LIAR,  a  role  polished  and  perfected  to  allow  falsities  to  drip  from  his  tongue  like  honey,  never  mind  the  ashen  taste  they  leave  in  his  mouth.    “  in  fact,  i  ah,  quite  fail  to  understand  what  it  is  you  want  from  me.  “

@pastmade​  /  starter  call.

[warmpoet-blog]

A   HALF - SMILE   ON   PURSED   LIPS.     gently   éliane   traced   shapes   with   the   ridged   tips   of   her   fingers   on   the   surface   top   as   her    GAZE    remained   fixed   on   her   miniature   patterns.     ❝     je   ne   parle  pas   anglais.     ❞     an   out  -  and  -  out   lie   to    PASS    hesitantly   through   her   unpainted   lips   but   she   would   not   risk   her   own   safety   and   fear    ACHED    in   her   belly.

@pastmade     ›     STARTER.

[grantmiracles-moved]

   HE IS JUST PERFECT  ;  jane continues to repeat those words in her head as her dark hues were glued to her newborn son in her arm with the biggest smile showing on her face. she hasn’t stopped gazing at mateo, the void in her heart was now filled &  nothing could ever beat the love she has for the little boy as it felt like it was only them in that moment in the hospital room. the attention moved from the newborn as there was a knock on the door, seeing it begin to open &  her smile widened, the FAMILIAR FACE being seen. kate was one of michael’s friends she had gotten to know along with getting close with the female over the years, even if the couple weren’t together anymore, they still remained very close friends.

   the brunette’s fingers wrapped ever so gently around the baby’s wrist, waving hello to the detective as the smile on her face never left her face before unwrapping her fingers &  placed back down his hand carefully. ‘ hey you. come to keep me company or STEAL YOUR NEPHEW from me ?? ’  she joked, speaking to kate as jane adjusted her sitting position while being careful not to not wake the newborn. 

@pastmade  ♥’d.