Two new playthings

The cells in the back of the station are large and spare, with a bench along the wall in each. Most of the five cells are empty, with a short Latina in one and a casually dressed Asian woman in another. A sheet on the wall when you come in identifies them as Isabella Cruz and Mia Huang.

“Let's see,” Halloran says. “Huang didn't pay her parking tickets. Stupid. Cruz is in here for possession. Why don't we put Miller in with Cruz to keep her company?”

“Sure thing, lieutenant,” you say, unlocking the cell and removing Sluchek's cuffs. You nudge Sluchek inside with a small push. She stomps her way over to the side of the bench opposite the pigtailed Latina and flops down in a fit of pique, flipping you the bird and sticking out her tongue. Quite the actress.

Your turn. You and Louise walk back past the cells toward the door and wait for your newest sister to do her thing. You can only watch on the security monitor to sell it, so you have no sound, but you see Sluchek glance furtively to both sides before snaking a hand into her pants. It emerges with two dark objects. Sure, they could be pills, but you know they're something far more special than any street ****. They're a direct pathway to Lilith.

She quickly swallows one herself, then leaves her hand down on the bench, inviting Isabella to take the bait. Sluchek's lips twitch as she spins whatever story she's concocted to get her cellmate to join her. Isabella is wary but after a minute or so darts a hand out and swipes the “****” from your sister's palm, swallowing it just as quickly. Now for the fun.

Several heartbeats later, the Latina leans back on the bench shaking, her eyes unfixed. A shout rings out. You grin at Halloran and walk back to the cells.