Don't own anything.
"...Because I care about her." "I know you do." Those lines were so precious, I adore them! They brought hope! (That was quickly demolished by the promo) Anyway, The story...
The sound of his phone ringing woke Flack up and he blindly reached out for it, "Hello?"
"Hey, did I wake you up?"
A smile settled on his face, "Hey Jess. Ya, but don't worry about it. How's your trip?"
"Great! It's awesome seeing my family. How are you?"
"Good, Stella dropped by. Your smuggling buddy is dead."
"What?"
"He was murdered in Central Park."
Jess sank onto the bed, "How'd he get back into New York?"
"Don't know. Stella said you should back off. Maybe you should stay out of town for a bit longer."
"No Don, I'm coming home. I'll see you in a few days."
"Kay, I have a surprise for you when you get home."
Jess grinned, "Any hints?"
"None."
"No even one?"
"No. Bye Jess, I love you."
"Bye Don, I love you too."
Sighing, she hung down the phone.
It was the weirdest thing, but something was telling her she should make her vacation longer.
She shrugged it off, it was probably nothing. She was a cop, they got bad feelings all the time.
Still, maybe she should stay...
I wish she had stayed out of town! Then there would be no possibility of her dying...
Love always, Heavenly...
P.S. Hold onto a little hope. I am until I see a body beg! *Correction: Body bag!