beginner’s luck.
T hey weren’t lucky .
Lacy was a nervous women who was probably insecure that she was getting closer to thirty than to twenty by wearing far too much makeup (though it was at least well applied) and had not yet realized that men did not really care, (especially any she would meet at the club where she worked.) She had a thin frame and large breasts, and Arthur suspected they were an enhancement, as well as it looked like some work done to her lips and maybe even her face, though the last part was unclear.
Arthur’s hunch about Lacy wanting to chase a badge was right-on-the-money, much to his amusement, and Agent Fields annoyance. Lacy attempted to be very helpful and batted her eyes a great deal at Tapscott, while being downright cold to Fields, who asked the majority of the questions and who Lacy never answered directly, instead keeping her attention on the very manly and fit agent. For his part, Tapscott tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he was not above the flattery, puffing his chest up at more than one question in the twenty-minute interview, which made Arthur crack up from behind the glass one-way mirror.
The gist of Lacy’s answers were simple: she had seen Tori at the club before the previous month and had danced with her before, and remembered all the guys though she had only had two drinks after she got off work.
Tapscott thanked her and shook her hand before they let her go.
Arthur was waiting in the hallway when Lacy and Agents Tapscott and Fields finally left interrogation room number two. Seeing her closer up, Arthur suddenly had the strangest feeling that he had seen Lacy before, someplace other than the video.
"Agent," she said warmly as she passed him before heading out the door.
Tapscott hesitated before following after her, his eyes darting quickly to his boss.
"I'll just walk her out."
"Uh-huh."
Agent Fields watched her partner rush after the cocktail waitress and glanced at her boss, shaking her head.
“You may have been only thinking it, but I swear you just said ‘men’ in a disgusted tone,” Arthur said.
Agent Fields looked taken aback by her boss’s humor.
“What, just because I’m a badass doesn’t means I can’t be funny.”
“A badass?”
Arthur shrugged. “I’ve had my moments.”
Agent Fields turned and started to head back to her desk, but Arthur thought of something and called out to her.
“Agent Fields.”
She turned back.
“I saw you were reading through old case files of Martin Snow. I appreciate the background work but know if you have any questions about them, feel free to ask me about them anytime.”
The younger agent looked surprised. “Really. Even--” she blushed, embarrassed she had started to ask that question.
“Yes. Even though. I also happen to have another advantage besides being more entertaining than a thousand pages of dull reports.”
“What’s that?”
Arthur looked off, his eyes distant for a moment. “I was there,” he said before turning away from her and heading in the opposite direction down the hallway.
8
9:06AM Saturday, Sept 22nd
K atie woke to find Tiffany was gone, leaving Katie to consider her options for the morning.
SCU was on the quarter system, which irked Katie, but she had decided being closer to her father was more important to her than worrying about participating in an academic system that was fundamentally flawed. Arthur had protested, especially considering she had also gotten into Brown, Berkeley, and Vassar. She had won out in the end, because when Katie’s mind was made up about something, that was it. There was no way to sway her no matter the power of the opposing force. Besides, SCU had given her a full ride on an academic scholarship.
Even though she had just woken up, she was already feeling tense. Katie could feel her that her shoulders were tight, and the back of her neck. Her preferred method of stress relief was running, and Katie realized to her disgust she
T hey weren’t lucky .
Lacy was a nervous women who was probably insecure that she was getting closer to thirty than to twenty by wearing far too much makeup (though it was at least well applied) and had not yet realized that men did not really care, (especially any she would meet at the club where she worked.) She had a thin frame and large breasts, and Arthur suspected they were an enhancement, as well as it looked like some work done to her lips and maybe even her face, though the last part was unclear.
Arthur’s hunch about Lacy wanting to chase a badge was right-on-the-money, much to his amusement, and Agent Fields annoyance. Lacy attempted to be very helpful and batted her eyes a great deal at Tapscott, while being downright cold to Fields, who asked the majority of the questions and who Lacy never answered directly, instead keeping her attention on the very manly and fit agent. For his part, Tapscott tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he was not above the flattery, puffing his chest up at more than one question in the twenty-minute interview, which made Arthur crack up from behind the glass one-way mirror.
The gist of Lacy’s answers were simple: she had seen Tori at the club before the previous month and had danced with her before, and remembered all the guys though she had only had two drinks after she got off work.
Tapscott thanked her and shook her hand before they let her go.
Arthur was waiting in the hallway when Lacy and Agents Tapscott and Fields finally left interrogation room number two. Seeing her closer up, Arthur suddenly had the strangest feeling that he had seen Lacy before, someplace other than the video.
"Agent," she said warmly as she passed him before heading out the door.
Tapscott hesitated before following after her, his eyes darting quickly to his boss.
"I'll just walk her out."
"Uh-huh."
Agent Fields watched her partner rush after the cocktail waitress and glanced at her boss, shaking her head.
“You may have been only thinking it, but I swear you just said ‘men’ in a disgusted tone,” Arthur said.
Agent Fields looked taken aback by her boss’s humor.
“What, just because I’m a badass doesn’t means I can’t be funny.”
“A badass?”
Arthur shrugged. “I’ve had my moments.”
Agent Fields turned and started to head back to her desk, but Arthur thought of something and called out to her.
“Agent Fields.”
She turned back.
“I saw you were reading through old case files of Martin Snow. I appreciate the background work but know if you have any questions about them, feel free to ask me about them anytime.”
The younger agent looked surprised. “Really. Even--” she blushed, embarrassed she had started to ask that question.
“Yes. Even though. I also happen to have another advantage besides being more entertaining than a thousand pages of dull reports.”
“What’s that?”
Arthur looked off, his eyes distant for a moment. “I was there,” he said before turning away from her and heading in the opposite direction down the hallway.
8
9:06AM Saturday, Sept 22nd
K atie woke to find Tiffany was gone, leaving Katie to consider her options for the morning.
SCU was on the quarter system, which irked Katie, but she had decided being closer to her father was more important to her than worrying about participating in an academic system that was fundamentally flawed. Arthur had protested, especially considering she had also gotten into Brown, Berkeley, and Vassar. She had won out in the end, because when Katie’s mind was made up about something, that was it. There was no way to sway her no matter the power of the opposing force. Besides, SCU had given her a full ride on an academic scholarship.
Even though she had just woken up, she was already feeling tense. Katie could feel her that her shoulders were tight, and the back of her neck. Her preferred method of stress relief was running, and Katie realized to her disgust she
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