Sorry for not updating but the lack of reviews had me down and not interested in continuing this story. But the lovely justagirlwithbigdreams agreed to continue this story so this chapter here on out is written by her. I'll post the chapters as she sends them to me.
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[Location: FBI academy library.]
Kurt is typing heavily on his laptop. The library is busy as it usually is at that time but Kurt can't focus on the task at hand as he remember what Moffet said to him. It frightened him
Behind him Rachel was walking towards him with an armful of books.
"Phone call, Kurt. It's God." Joked Rachel
"Thanks, Rachel"
Kurt grabbed his notebook as he went to answer the call with Rachel following closely.
"You missed Fourth Amendment law.
Unlawful seizure, real juicy stuff.
Where were you all afternoon?" Rachel asked her nosiness getting the better of her.
Kurt turned towards her.
"Pleading with a crazy man, with come all over my face." He said seriously
Rachel stares wide-eyed, then laughs not knowing Kurt was serious.
"Damn, why do you have all the fun"
Kurt grins, as rachel indicates a phone receiver resting on the check-out desk, then walks away.
"Mr. Crawford?"
Kurt can hear rustling of papers.
"I've read your interim memo on Lecter.
You sure you've left nothing out?"
"It's all there, sir, practically verbatim."
"Every word, Kurt? Every gesture."
"Right down to the type of pen I used." Kurt couldn't help but reply
"He mentioned 'Mofet', Any followup on her?"
"I spent all evening looking through all of Anderson's patient folders.
He altered or destroyed most of his patient histories, prior to his capture.
No record of anyone named Mofet. But I did find a lease for a place called 'Split City'."
Kurt glanced at his note book,
"I tracked it down in the library's catalogue of national yellow 's a mini-storage facility outside Baltimore, where Anderson had his practice.
Kurt pauses hoping to hear Adam praise him however Adam had other ideas.
"Well? Why aren't you there right now?"
"Sir, that's a field job. It's outside the conditions of my assignment. And I've
got a test tomorrow on -
"Do you recall my instructions to you, Hummel? What were they?"
"To complete and file my report by 0800 Wednesday. But sir -"
Then do that, Hummel Do just exactly that!"
Kurt could sense that something was wrong.
"Sir, what is it? There's something you're not telling me."
"Noah Puckerman has been murdered."
"Murdered...? How?"
Kurt had a horrible feeling at the pit of his stomach as if he already knew the exactly what happened. Blaine.
"The orderly heard Anderson whispering
to him, all afternoon, and Puckerman
crying. They found him at bed check."
Adam had to take a moment before her continued
"He'd swallowed his own tongue... Dave is scared stiff the family will file a civil rights lawsuit, and he's trying to blame it on you.
I told the little prick your conduct was flawless."
"Hummel...?"
"I'm here, sir, I just - I don't know how to feel about it."
"You don't have to feel any way about it. Anderson did it to amuse himself.
I know it got ugly today. But this is your report, Kurt - take it as far as you w carry on."
Adam hangs up as Kurt stares at the phone in disbelief, Hurt by his dismissal of Kurt's feelings.
"Well God damn it! You creep. Son of a bitch. Let Puckerman squirt you and see how you like it." Kurt says angrily
He slams the phone down, walking away to resume his research and thinking of why would Blaine kill Puck, was it for him.
No, he couldn't think like that, Blaine was a killer, a cold blooded murderer who ate his victims, if anything, Blaine wanted to kill and eat him, it wasn't lost on Kurt that if he had meet blaine on other circumstances, he would have found him attractive.
Kurt sat down and his desk and continued where he had left off.
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