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    crossing lines for maura

    Story written on July 14, 2012 by mauraandapriest-NEVER.
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    Alvardo tugged his beard. ”That feud ended long ago when we divided up the protection money of the city. The Westies wouldn’t go after us for anything happening to Doyle’s daughter. He too weak besides, now he inside. He would have sent his boys not a woman if he was going to kill me but

    Alvardo tugged his beard. ”That feud ended long ago when we divided up the protection money of the city. The Westies wouldn’t go after us for anything happening to Doyle’s daughter. He too weak besides, now he inside. He would have sent his boys not a woman if he was going to kill me but no Westie wants a war, no matter the favour her owes Doyle. Carlos’ Uncle, My sisters brother in law was one of the men that Doyle killed. So Detective what you really doing here?”

    Jane’s heart froze at the word detective and something must have shown on her face because Alvardo chuckled. ”Yes I recognise you from the papers. You the crazy cop who shot through herself to kill some guy, right?” Alvardo laughed huskily.

    At the mention of Jane being a cop, the tension in the room escalated.

    ”I’m not here on Doyle’s order, you’re right, and I ain’t got a badge with me because this isn’t official business. I’m here off my own bat. I’m Telling you. Leave Dr. Isles alone, or I’ll…” Jane was cut off by Alvardo cutting in.

    ”What detective? Arrest me? Kill me? I can have you killed. No-one will ever know you were here.” Alvarado asked with a huge smile, as he laughed.

    The cantina broke out into laughter, the hyena’s chuckles following the leader.

    ”No. I’ll kill you and your nephew. Then your hunk of muscle there turns my head to spaghetti with the .45. But you’ll both still be dead.” Jane pronounced in a cold voice.

    Alvardo and the room’s laughter cut out like the plug had been pulled on a juke box.

    Alvardo’s eyes narrowed much as Paddy Doyle’s had in the prison earlier that day. He was measuring her. Re-evaluating Jane, who he had taken as a ***** sure cop, a woman in over her head.

    ”You’ll die too. You’re a cop. You can’t. You won’t,” Carlos squeaked from Jane’s left, sounding like he was trying to convince himself.

    Jane smiled, but it wasn’t her usual smile. It was the thing she hid from everyone else.

    The smile was part of the person she kept buried inside.

    The Jane who had fought off Hoyt against all odds, while bound and terrified.

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