@icameasiam asked:
❛ looks to me like we’re hiding evidence. ❜ {CPD Partners or where she's in Intelligence}
JUST LIKE OLD TIMES. burying more than just a pile of evidence.
the nostalgic expression wasn’t one filled with fondness. Defenses shoot up, because there’s too much to lose on the line, but he can’t leave with any stones left unturned. his hands stop working momentarily as he lets the words sink in, and he lets them pull him back to the last time a similar sentiment had been uttered in his direction. “So what? What do you want to do?” he asks, and the urgency in his voice is coated in agitation because he needs to act fast. there’s a target on his back & with each minute, it’s only getting bigger. & a bigger target on his back wasn’t just bad news for him. the body at his feet ready to be dropped in the hole he’d dug for it- “they tie either of us to this, and we’re both done.”
he finally stands, walking up to her with all his reserves of giving a damn built up in his eyes. “ You deal with these people before?” he questioned, knowing most hadn’t. “no? well I have.” he stated. “and they don’t care who you are, they don’t care what connections you have- if they know you were even here when he went down- they’ll kill you.” maybe worse, depending on what details they landed on. “and before they do that, they’ll kill anyone you’ve ever cared about. you want that?” abrasive. his lip twitches as he shakes his head. “I don’t want that either, so let me clean this up.”

















