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Dawn chucked the last video tape onto a messy pile of old-fashioned black tapes. She had spent the entire week analyzing four large boxes of the obscure surveillance videos, documenting information vital to the drug trafficking case the squad was working on. The suspect was highly-experienced; his methods were conscientious and faultless, rendering him near-to untraceable. Watching videos of his past workplaces, Dawn had marked each of his movements and contacts to find a pattern within his modus operandi. Only one more box full of black tapes was left, but that would take her at least another solid eighteen hours.
'Caffeine,' she thought
An Almost Christmas Story 1An Almost Christmas Story 1 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rylie was pleasantly surprised. She looked up to him, an easy smile on her lips as a simple token of gratitude. Their eyes met, but only briefly. Something caught Rylie's eyes, and she darted her gaze above his well-tousled head. Jace followed the direction of her glance, and gave a half-chuckle when he saw what it was.
"Smooth." He said, as his hazel orbs caught her blue-grey ones. Seeing the rising red in her cheeks, Jace teasingly nudged her and whispered into her ear, "You'd think they would be more creative about where they'll hang mistletoes around here."
He made a grand gesture of looking at both sideways before playfully adding, "Pe
An Almost Christmas Story 3An Almost Christmas Story 3 in Short Stories More Like This
It was a time to be joyous. The evening of Christmas Eve had begun with a magical entrance. Flakes of ashen snow trickled under the pale sky, decorated with streaks of pink and purple hues that reflected from a grand sunset. Cold breeze easily filled the lonely streets, as most people had opted for the snug and toasty warmth of a home occupied by their family members.
Although this wasn't the case for Zack, he equally felt a great joy and relief. The strenuous mission had finally come to its end. Earlier, the squad spent a tiring five hours working to retrieve Marilyn Hutton's earrings, an impromptu mission thought in the nick of time. The
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Zack kept a detailed eye on the dozen set of surveillance videos that Ryan had rigged. Several of them showed the lounging areas, while a few focused on the entrance and hallways of the elite club. The Christmas function at the great hall was a good opportunity to find the criminals he had been tracking down. Zack's eyes observed the activities of the few suspects meticulously. With the help of Ryan's software program that highlighted each of the cons, Zack studied their behavior and their acquaintances. Having consumed himself in work, he heavily hesitated to reach for his phone when it rang.
Until he saw the caller ID.
"Ryan, can you
RyRy: In Health and SicknessRyRy: In Health and Sickness in Short Stories More Like This
Ryan rolled over his mattress, letting one arm snake to the other side of the bed. Sensing the absence of a familiar form, he opened his eyes to find that Rylie was not lying next to him. He lifted his head to see if she was anywhere in their bedroom, but there was no sign of her. The cat-shaped clock on their wall read 10a.m. Ryan woke up with a start when he saw the time; he rarely slept in.
"Ryle?" He groaned her name. Ryan could feel the muscles in his body ached from just pulling himself to sit on the bed. Missions rarely left him unscathed. Even if he came home injury-free, his tired body strained from the rigorous work he had underg
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The woman in the kitchen gave a small jump, as if she had forgotten that there was a party of people for her in the next room. She turned to give him a warm smile. “Why Ryan, I didn’t realize you were there. Can I get you something? Are you hungry?”
Ryan shook his head. If anything, he should be reminding her and Rylie to eat. Rylie herself had been so silent, Ryan wasn’t sure if she had a bite.
“Someone was asking for you,” he said curtly.
“Who was it, dear?”
“I’m... not sure.” To him, everyone at the gathering looked the same. Same frowns
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Zack placed his thumb on the scanner and waited for two seconds. The biometric device confirmed for an iris identification before it unlocked the door with a click.
“Wow,” spoke the girl next to him. “Do you need that much security?”
“For my apartment? Yeah.” Zack said honestly. He could see the awe in her face even in the shadows of the dim evening. Nicky had been right: dating someone who was not a spy was easier to please. Liz did worked for the HQ, but she was an accountant, so it didn’t count.
“After you,” Zack opened the door, letting the brunette enter first.
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Ava kneeled down onto the patch of green grass, trying to avoid her bare knees touching the soil. Her black knee-length skirt had slightly ridden up her leg when she sat down. She tucked her hair behind her ear nervously, and looked around.
Black and white slabs of stones stood erected from the ground in a menacing silence. The cravings on the tall stones had been scribbled in furious exhaustion; each tombstone asking for attention that its occupant is never forgotten. Despite the auditory numbness, the etched markings made Ava feel that she was surrounded by a crowd of aching souls. The dark-haired girl shifted her gaze towards the first