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Post by Sentinel Prime on Mar 25, 2012 18:11:04 GMT -5
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Most people would hesitate when phoning a stranger over an issue that is potentially harmless. Elly's ego makes her rather more serene as she greets, "Hello, is this Det. Hunt?"
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Post by Spinister on Mar 25, 2012 18:46:29 GMT -5
Esprit is prompt in answering her phone. She commands, "What happened to Detective Petunia Dahlia?"
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Mar 25, 2012 18:54:33 GMT -5
"She handed me her phone and told me to calls you in case of an emergency. Now she's wandered off down a stairwell without her phone, and I can't really follow her, because... uhm.... because."
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Post by Spinister on Mar 25, 2012 19:07:23 GMT -5
There is silence, because that's not shady at all. Then there is a demand, "Why?"
It is possible that Esprit is looking at a phone trace already.
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Mar 25, 2012 19:17:55 GMT -5
"There was this shady guy who saw us having lunch about a week back, and now he came to my door, and he was lying about living in my apartment complex, because he totally doesn't, I know everyone's names, so she followed him out, because that's what detectives do, and - you still haven't said if you're Detective Hunt," her voice grows suspicious.
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Post by Spinister on Mar 25, 2012 19:22:08 GMT -5
"I haven't," Esprit agrees, and her voice becomes a growl, "because I can't tell you from a freak who has kidnapped my partner, taken her phone, and is screwing with me now."
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Post by Sentinel Prime on Mar 25, 2012 19:36:12 GMT -5
"Oh... uhm." Well, her door is locked, and she has a knife. "I'm Elly Winston. Det. Dahlia and I hang out sometimes? I'm worried about her, rushing off after a shady man without her cellphone."
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Post by Spinister on Mar 25, 2012 19:48:15 GMT -5
Certain things now make sense, and what a smart little girl Ms. Winston is. She should worry. "I know where you live, then. I'll check on her."
Esprit hangs up.
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