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    crossing lines for maura

    The Jane who had coldly texted Doyle the name of a man to kill to protect Maura.

    The Jane who had shot through herself to save her brother and Maura.

    The Jane who had accepted death to protect Maura from Hoyt the second time.

    This was the Jane she pretended wasn’t there, the Jane she had promised her family didn’t exist.

    This was the face of Jane’s recklessness, her pride, the passion that drove her to do her job and that secretly loved Maura at the cost of everything else.

    It must have been intimidating, because Alvado’s calm shook for a moment. The craziness in Jane’s eyes openly displayed for all to see. Even the man of muscle, with the .45 not 6 inches from her head and with no gun pointed at him, flinched.

    ”I accepted I’ll likely die before I came in here. But as I said, I will take you both with me. I’m not here as a cop. I can and I will kill you both. You threatened my friend, my family in fact. What would you not do for family Mr. Alvardo.” Jane said with a childlike innocence. The almost giggling voice infused with adrenaline and anticipation for action to come.

    Alvardo studied Jane almost hesitantly before responding. ”Say I believe you’re that crazy. You did shoot through yourself, so I’m inclined to believe you. There is no guarantee you’ll kill me though. I nod and Goyo here shoots you in the head while I duck to the side. You miss or only wound me, but you are dead. Your arms are bound to be getting tired holding those guns, detective. You die and no one knows you were ever here. Besides there no guarantee I keep my word and pull Carlos back even if I let you go.” He said with great thought. Openly calculating his odds of survival.

    Jane’s smile did not falter, reaching almost painful cruelty.

    Oh but I assure you Alverdo, I would kill you both. I wasn’t the number one recruit in my year because of my good looks and sparkling personality. I hold a perfect A rating in the range and as you yourself said, I once shot through myself, missed most major organs and still hit the heart of the guy holding me hostage. My aim is true, I assure you.” Jane stated calmly with her Rizzoli cockiness. A point she reinforced by cocking the hammers on both guns with ease, the barrel unwavering and her arms steady, even as stiffness and pain raced through them.

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