Undertow, Part 10
Monday, February 21st, 2011
10 – Day Late and A Dollar Short
Roan was glad he had taken the bike, in spite of the downpour and the fact that people drove like assholes when it rained. Yeah, rain in Seattle? Whoever heard of such a thing? It must have been a sign of the apocalypse.
Anyways, he did many illegal things and was able to get to County in what he hoped was record time. Except it must not have been, because he was off his bike and putting his helmet on the seat when an unmarked cop car came screaming up into the unloading zone, and Seb hopped out. ”After what happened earlier, I wasn’t gonna call you,” Seb shouted over the roof of the car.
Oh, so he’d heard already. He wasn’t surprised, but he wished he could have been. The cop grapevine was going to kill him one way or another. “Holden’s inside,” he replied, hoping that would be enough of an explanation. Seb grimaced slightly, which was actually a surprising amount of emotion from him. He then pointed at the door, indicating that Roan should go in first. He had no problem with that.
As they ran in, Seb held up his badge, and bellowed, “Cat squad. Where is it?” (more…)
