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Date Posted: 18:08:05 02/28/06 Tue
Author: Kyrian
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This is how you remind me.. of who I really am.. this is how you remind me.


(The flight had been entirely too long for him, not because it was boring or because the food had sucked and the movie had been rediculous but because each moment felt like an eternity when he was on a mission. Since he had packed for emergencys, he was able to grab his carry-on as soon as the plane landed and was on his feet before anyone else, pushing his way out and getting the agency issued rental that Skeeter had arranged to have waiting for him. Within moments he had himself dialed into the GPS coordinates that Skeeter had texted him and was on his way to Shaylin's apartment. The traffic was rediculous and the car was half the horsepower he was used to and he was just strung out from his conversation with Haylie.. all of it combined made him annoyed to the tenth degree when he pulled up outside her building. He knew the moment he stepped up to her door that there was a problem. The agent in him saw the scratches on the door and knew that someone had broken into the place using a crowbar and then attempted to make ti look like nothing had been done. It took little more than him leaning against it for the oak frame to creak and give, letting him into the apartment. He winced and groaned when he picked up the scent of blood, sweat and a faint smell of Shay that he recognized... Something was horribly wrong here.. and he pulled out his gun just in case.) Shay? (He called out, though he knew in his gut she wasn't there, God wouldn't be so cruel as to let him see her dead here.. someone had taken her. He moved through her apartment, noting the destruction of her things, apparently a struggle had taken place in the kitchen.. and there was a spattering of blood in the living room that ran from the sofa towards the kitchen.. he prayed it wasn't Shay's. After searching the whole apartment, he returned to the living room and covered his face with his hand, pulling out his phone and calling the only person he wanted to talk to when he was upset the way he was... Haylie.)

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