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    Heart’s Line of Fire – (Chapter: Next Target)

    Story written on August 23, 2006 by RuggerFrmSON.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=12104
    Author Notes:

    This story is basically the set up for where I REALLY want to take these characters, essentially, the Strangler has found a new victim.

         "Yeah, but no." Spencer walked back around, the Mazda, getting behind the wheel.

         "Is she telling the truth?" Cisco directed the question to Ashley, his face no longer friendly, but that of a cop seeking answers to something that didn’t feel quite right.

         "I gotta go." Ashley climbed into the passenger side, not answering, slamming the door shut she winked and blew a kiss to Martinez who only shook his head with a smirk before turning away. She looked over at Spencer, "Hey, Carlin…thanks."

         "I didn’t do it for you." At least, I don’t think I did…

    ***

         Ashley opened the door to the apartment and immediately felt as though something were wrong, her hand went to her waist, and she cursed under her breath at the realization that she’d left the holster and gun in the bedroom. Shit…"Carlin, stay behind me."

         "What?" Spencer tried to push her way through the door.

         "I said stay back!" Something in the tone of Ashley’s voice made her listen, as the brunette stepped cautiously through, entering the foyer, her eyes expertly sweeping the area, looking for the slightest thing that may have been out of place. "Someone’s been in here…"

         "I think you’re losing it." Spencer rolled her eyes, stepping into the apartment as well. "Nothing’s been moved, nobody’s been in here."

         "You’re still thinking like a rookie." Ashley swiveled her head, locking eyes with Spencer as she spoke. "Nothing has to be moved, people know not to touch your stuff, they know you’ll notice that, what you have to look for, to sense, are the clues that are more subtle. It doesn’t even smell the same in here."

         "Are you serious?" Spencer asked, eyes wide.

         Ashley nodded, "Sometimes the subtle clues can save your life. People just never pay attention. Stay here." She started off down the hall, listening for every creak of the boards, knowing without knowing that someone had been inside. She paused in front of the bathroom, slowly pushing open the door, flicking on the light, and felt her breath catch in her throat.

    IN THE LIGHT OF DAY

    TIME TO PLAY, TIME TO PLAY

    THE LITTLE BLONDE IS WHO I WANTED

    I MISSED THE FIRST TIME

    I WON’T BE TEASED OR TAUNTED

    IN THE BATHROOM

    SHE ESCAPED THE CLUB

    BUT SHE CAN’T ESCAPE THE LOVE

    THAT I WILL GIVE HER WHEN SHE DIES

    WHEN I TEACH HER SOUL TO FLY

    ~RS

         Ashley felt a dark anger began to simmer within her, and knew that if she ever saw the person responsible they would never make it to trial, they’d never even be read their rights, because she would be their judge, their executioner, and she would be glad of it. I live here…he’s been where I live…threatening my partner…the other crimes he’d committed game back to her in a string of memory. She remembered sitting at home on the couch after work, watching the news, seeing that he’d struck again, gripped by as much fear as the rest of the city because nobody knew what he looked like, which meant he could be anyone. They seemed so much more real now, because now it had struck much closer to home. She heard the soft tread of feet coming up behind her, "Carlin, don’t come in here." She reached to close the door, but made the move to late. Spencer was already standing beside her.

         She gasped, choking on her fear, "He’s talking about me isn’t he…he wants me…"

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    Comments

    1. oh my god that kicked ass I love this story seriously please don’t take to long on posting again. Oh and could you post another chapter to S.C.U please

    6. oh my god that kicked ass I love this story seriously please don’t take to long on posting again. Oh and could you post another chapter to S.C.U please

    15. Faithful Deceiver, I’ll try to have an update for SCU up soon, but I just started classes back up and things are a tad hectic, but as soon as I can snatch up some freetime, I’ll post. :-)

    16. Faithful Deceiver, I’ll try to have an update for SCU up soon, but I just started classes back up and things are a tad hectic, but as soon as I can snatch up some freetime, I’ll post. :-)

    17. kmids, lol, I know my Spanish is ROUGH, like, it sucks…hahaha, but I really only did it for atmosphere, even though I know their are some latino readers out there…shhhh, don’t tell anyone! :-P

    18. kmids, lol, I know my Spanish is ROUGH, like, it sucks…hahaha, but I really only did it for atmosphere, even though I know their are some latino readers out there…shhhh, don’t tell anyone! :-P

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