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Chapter 9
by SeriousBrainDamage
How does she reply?
"Yes, of course ..."
Hurries to reply the scared girl.
They have a warrant and Vanessa knows that from a legal standpoint, there isn't anything else she can do.
Her only way out of this is letting them in.
Evidence will speak for her.
There will be plenty of time later to sue them if there have been mistakes...
The two men give each other another meaningful look and enter the house.
She closes the door and follows them to the living room.
The one with the burly voice begins without cerimonies with his inspection.
He starting by lifting the pillows of the couch and and then proceeds by flipping up almost every object in the room, messing up the whole livingroom in a couple of minutes.
Vanessa watches the scene with her arms crossed, powerless.
"So .. hmm ... you two are?" She asks hesitantly to the other officer, as the first one moves to the kitchen.
The man is massaging his short goatee.
After having taken a quick look around, he seems a lot more intrested in the young woman than anything else.
Vanessa is quick to understand he would rather inspect her than the house.
"I'm Captain Randelli and he's Marshal Bisaglia." He replies without doing any effort to hide his probing gaze.
"What's upstairs?" He asks in return similing for the first time.
"The bedrooms ... and another bathroom." Replies Vanessa coyly while gathering her wet hair in braid.
Maybe she could try to take advantage of the Captain seeming interest for her.
Christian wouldn't like it, but what's wrong with a little inntocent flirting if it can get her out of a bad situation?
Right?
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Down at the beach.
Hot stories under the sun.
Between sunscreens, beach towels and fine, white sands, follow the stories that take place under the sun all around the world. Will you keep your cool while the temperature raises?
Updated on Aug 16, 2017
by SeriousBrainDamage
Created on Sep 10, 2016
by SeriousBrainDamage
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