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"What is it?" Chloe asked as Luther withdrew the envelope from his jean pocket and unfolded it.
They had hurried from the park, carefully keeping watch for the woman but saw no intent of them being followed. After an hour of walking around in circles, they turned into their hotel.
"I'm not sure. Let's find out. We have to burn it afterwards so we'll both need to memorize it." Luther commented as his index finger contorted, changing to something resembling a claw to cut the top of the envelope cleanly before returning it to its homid form.
Chloe reached forward and grabbed the envelope before falling back on the bed with a laugh as she withdrew the thrice folded paper.
"Huh..." Chloe's lips voiced her confused thought, the laugh instantly gone as she furrowed her brows quietly.
"Mercedes de` Leone. Scotland Yard." She murmured as she read the paper, flipping the front page over to the back as she said continued, "Suspended without pay for the death of three civilians while on duty."
Luther crawled on the bed to look at the papers in Chloe's hands before flipping to the final page, different from the rest because it was in Artemis' hand.
"4228 Velmont. 8 PM. Don't be late."
They both glanced sideways at one another, their gaze meeting a moment in recognized, fluid thought before nodding as they began to pack their bags.
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A/N: I seem to be losing my motivation for the middle of the story. :grins:
"What is it?" Chloe asked as Luther withdrew the envelope from his jean pocket and unfolded it.
They had hurried from the park, carefully keeping watch for the woman but saw no intent of them being followed. After an hour of walking around in circles, they turned into their hotel.
"I'm not sure. Let's find out. We have to burn it afterwards so we'll both need to memorize it." Luther commented as his index finger contorted, changing to something resembling a claw to cut the top of the envelope cleanly before returning it to its homid form.
Chloe reached forward and grabbed the envelope before falling back on the bed with a laugh as she withdrew the thrice folded paper.
"Huh..." Chloe's lips voiced her confused thought, the laugh instantly gone as she furrowed her brows quietly.
"Mercedes de` Leone. Scotland Yard." She murmured as she read the paper, flipping the front page over to the back as she said continued, "Suspended without pay for the death of three civilians while on duty."
Luther crawled on the bed to look at the papers in Chloe's hands before flipping to the final page, different from the rest because it was in Artemis' hand.
"4228 Velmont. 8 PM. Don't be late."
They both glanced sideways at one another, their gaze meeting a moment in recognized, fluid thought before nodding as they began to pack their bags.
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A/N: I seem to be losing my motivation for the middle of the story. :grins: