p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"NOTE: /span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Here's chapter five guys, hope you're enjoying the story! I'm hoping to do a chapter a week until it's finished-leave me a review if you have any comments or feedback. E.P./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;" /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;" /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Chapter 5./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Have you ever seen this man before?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Is this the man that robbed Evie Danvers?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Jim stared Boleyn right back. "That's a yes or no question."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn looked down at the photo again, his lips curling into an oily grin. "You see, thing I wanna know, is why would all Taylor's men be out and about storming the streets of Terra Nova for a silly little robbery? Sounds like that's more your area to me."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"Jim sighed, clenching and reclenching his fist. "Miss Danvers was robbed and knocked /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"unconscious/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;". Taylor wants to find this guy before anyone else gets robbed." It was only half the truth but it was the story Taylor had instructed them to give to anyone that asked. For Evie's sake they weren't telling the entire truth just yet. That was her story to tell people. For now, their job was just to catch the guy and then it was up to Taylor to banish him./span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn slid the photo of the black clad man leaving Evie's house back across the bench. "Sorry, but I'm used to recognising men from the inside of their pockets, not their bloody eyeballs. "/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Maybe he wasn't being clear enough." Taylor stomped down the steps into the bar and strode over to stand by Jim's side. "Now you see, we asked you a question and we expect some answers."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"I can't give answers I don't have." Boleyn barked. /span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor's hand moved to his hip. "Tell us what you know Boleyn."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn scoffed. "The only thing I know Taylor, is you're getting mighty worked up over some stupid girl who couldn't keep her front door locked."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor grabbed Boleyn's collar, slamming his nose into the counter with a sickening crunch./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Now listen here you bastard." Taylor growled, lifting Boleyn over the bar until his face was inches from his own. "We asked you a simple question." Taylor picked up the photo and waved it under his eyes. "Do you recognise this man or not?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Ok,Ok." Boleyn wheezed. "I know him, alright. He comes in here every Tuesday to gamble. He owes me a bit of money that's all. Reckon if he robbed Miss Danvers house he was probably looking for money to pay me back."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor tightened his grip. "What's his name?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Darren. Darren Whitlin. Lives on Taylor Street. Number 3."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor released his grip not looking back to see where Boleyn landed./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"What are you going to do when you find him?" Jim was close behind him./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Why did you want to ask him to dinner?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"They jogged up the bar steps and into the bright morning of Terra Nova./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn might've I.D 'd the guy but we need to wait for DNA results before we can charge him with anything." Jim warned./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor turned to face him. "Then we bring him in, you and I give him a little talk. See if we can't get a confession out of him."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Jim looked at his Commander, not quite liking the look behind his pale eyes. "What if he's innocent?" He asked./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor smiled. "Then I guess he won't confess."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"br /br /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"Evie watched from the hospital window as Commander Taylor and Jim Shannon exited Boleyn's bar and crossed the market square. They walked quickly, obviously heading somewhere. She saw Commander Taylor beckon to a pair of nearby soldiers who quickly fell in behind them. Evie's heart started pounding in her chest. That was the Taylor she was used to seeing. The war experienced Commander who gave orders and expected them to be obeyed. She'd been so /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"grateful/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" for the softer side he'd shown when he'd found her. The way he'd carefully wrapped her up in his jacket and reassured her. She swallowed hard. Even though /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"Lieutenant/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" Washington had told her the Commander would never blame her for getting attacked she couldn't quite believe it. Surely, a man who could take on dinosaurs and sixers would think she was weak and stupid for not being able to defend herself against a man only half his size. He was too confusing./span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie, are you alright?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie turned from the window to see Dr Shannon appear through the curtain, a pile of folded clothing in her arms./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie simply nodded./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Elizabeth smiled and placed the clothes on the end of the bed. "I had someone go over and pick up some of your clothing from your house. We're happy to discharge you and let you finish recovering at home if you'd prefer."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie shivered. Home. It was the last place she wanted to return to but at least it was more private than the hospital. "Ok." She said quietly./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Do you need any more pain killers?" Elizabeth asked gently./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie shook her head. "Have you got a brush? My hair..."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Elizabeth nodded. "I'll fetch mine."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"The curtains closed again and Evie picked up the clothes. Her fingers closed around thick purple wool. It was her favourite jumper. She had been wearing it when she'd found out she'd won the lottery to Terra Nova. She figured it must have been lucky so when she asked the powers that be if she could start a library in Terra Nova she wore it again. The answer had been a resounding yes./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Carefully, Evie slipped out of her hospital gown and stepped into the clean outfit. Ignoring the bruises up her long thin legs, she quickly pulled on baggy jeans, t shirt and the lucky jumper. /span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"A few minutes later, Dr Shannon appeared with a brush and a mirror and Evie carefully combed out her dark curls. Her hazel eyes were bloodshot and the gash on her temple was already turning her pale skin purple. She ran her fingers over her left cheek. Three hard slaps had caused the blotchy redness./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Miss Danvers?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"It was /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"Lieutenant/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" Washington. /span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Come in." Evie called softly./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"The curtains parted and Alicia Washington came through, breathless./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Are you alright?" Evie asked./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Wash smiled. "We got him Evie."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie gasped. "What?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"We got him." Wash repeated. "Commander Taylor and Jim Shannon are bringing him in now."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Here's chapter five guys, hope you're enjoying the story! I'm hoping to do a chapter a week until it's finished-leave me a review if you have any comments or feedback. E.P./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;" /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;" /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Chapter 5./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Have you ever seen this man before?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Is this the man that robbed Evie Danvers?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Jim stared Boleyn right back. "That's a yes or no question."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn looked down at the photo again, his lips curling into an oily grin. "You see, thing I wanna know, is why would all Taylor's men be out and about storming the streets of Terra Nova for a silly little robbery? Sounds like that's more your area to me."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"Jim sighed, clenching and reclenching his fist. "Miss Danvers was robbed and knocked /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"unconscious/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;". Taylor wants to find this guy before anyone else gets robbed." It was only half the truth but it was the story Taylor had instructed them to give to anyone that asked. For Evie's sake they weren't telling the entire truth just yet. That was her story to tell people. For now, their job was just to catch the guy and then it was up to Taylor to banish him./span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn slid the photo of the black clad man leaving Evie's house back across the bench. "Sorry, but I'm used to recognising men from the inside of their pockets, not their bloody eyeballs. "/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Maybe he wasn't being clear enough." Taylor stomped down the steps into the bar and strode over to stand by Jim's side. "Now you see, we asked you a question and we expect some answers."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"I can't give answers I don't have." Boleyn barked. /span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor's hand moved to his hip. "Tell us what you know Boleyn."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn scoffed. "The only thing I know Taylor, is you're getting mighty worked up over some stupid girl who couldn't keep her front door locked."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor grabbed Boleyn's collar, slamming his nose into the counter with a sickening crunch./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Now listen here you bastard." Taylor growled, lifting Boleyn over the bar until his face was inches from his own. "We asked you a simple question." Taylor picked up the photo and waved it under his eyes. "Do you recognise this man or not?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Ok,Ok." Boleyn wheezed. "I know him, alright. He comes in here every Tuesday to gamble. He owes me a bit of money that's all. Reckon if he robbed Miss Danvers house he was probably looking for money to pay me back."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor tightened his grip. "What's his name?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Darren. Darren Whitlin. Lives on Taylor Street. Number 3."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor released his grip not looking back to see where Boleyn landed./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"What are you going to do when you find him?" Jim was close behind him./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Why did you want to ask him to dinner?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"They jogged up the bar steps and into the bright morning of Terra Nova./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Boleyn might've I.D 'd the guy but we need to wait for DNA results before we can charge him with anything." Jim warned./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor turned to face him. "Then we bring him in, you and I give him a little talk. See if we can't get a confession out of him."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Jim looked at his Commander, not quite liking the look behind his pale eyes. "What if he's innocent?" He asked./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Taylor smiled. "Then I guess he won't confess."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"br /br /p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"Evie watched from the hospital window as Commander Taylor and Jim Shannon exited Boleyn's bar and crossed the market square. They walked quickly, obviously heading somewhere. She saw Commander Taylor beckon to a pair of nearby soldiers who quickly fell in behind them. Evie's heart started pounding in her chest. That was the Taylor she was used to seeing. The war experienced Commander who gave orders and expected them to be obeyed. She'd been so /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"grateful/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" for the softer side he'd shown when he'd found her. The way he'd carefully wrapped her up in his jacket and reassured her. She swallowed hard. Even though /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"Lieutenant/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" Washington had told her the Commander would never blame her for getting attacked she couldn't quite believe it. Surely, a man who could take on dinosaurs and sixers would think she was weak and stupid for not being able to defend herself against a man only half his size. He was too confusing./span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie, are you alright?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie turned from the window to see Dr Shannon appear through the curtain, a pile of folded clothing in her arms./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie simply nodded./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Elizabeth smiled and placed the clothes on the end of the bed. "I had someone go over and pick up some of your clothing from your house. We're happy to discharge you and let you finish recovering at home if you'd prefer."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie shivered. Home. It was the last place she wanted to return to but at least it was more private than the hospital. "Ok." She said quietly./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Do you need any more pain killers?" Elizabeth asked gently./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie shook her head. "Have you got a brush? My hair..."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Elizabeth nodded. "I'll fetch mine."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"The curtains closed again and Evie picked up the clothes. Her fingers closed around thick purple wool. It was her favourite jumper. She had been wearing it when she'd found out she'd won the lottery to Terra Nova. She figured it must have been lucky so when she asked the powers that be if she could start a library in Terra Nova she wore it again. The answer had been a resounding yes./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Carefully, Evie slipped out of her hospital gown and stepped into the clean outfit. Ignoring the bruises up her long thin legs, she quickly pulled on baggy jeans, t shirt and the lucky jumper. /span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"A few minutes later, Dr Shannon appeared with a brush and a mirror and Evie carefully combed out her dark curls. Her hazel eyes were bloodshot and the gash on her temple was already turning her pale skin purple. She ran her fingers over her left cheek. Three hard slaps had caused the blotchy redness./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Miss Danvers?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;"It was /spanspan style="font-size: 10.6667px;"Lieutenant/spanspan style="font-size: 8pt;" Washington. /span/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Come in." Evie called softly./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"The curtains parted and Alicia Washington came through, breathless./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Are you alright?" Evie asked./span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Wash smiled. "We got him Evie."/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;"span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"Evie gasped. "What?"/span/span/p
p lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; line-height: 115%;""span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"span style="font-size: xx-small;"We got him." Wash repeated. "Commander Taylor and Jim Shannon are bringing him in now."/span/span/p
