New World Order, Chapter Six: “Disarray” (Belinda)

The front lawn seemed oddly serene in the midst of all the bustle. Only a few uniformed police officers stood outside, mostly to keep the public back. None of the neighbors tried to step onto the lawn, as though to get to close might make the murder rub off on them.“Concentrate, Gary,” she murmured to herself, irritated at how her mind wandered. It did not reassure her when ...
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New World Order, Chapter Five: Superimposed (Belinda)

The clock on the dash read nine o’clock in the morning, like it enjoyed reporting such a disgusting fact. Belinda rubbed her eyes, exhaustion pulling at her. Jon opened the passenger door and she managed to get a more professional face on before he saw her.“So. That’s Brock,” Belinda told him, craning around to see behind her as she backed the Prius out of the spot.“He’s ver...
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New World Order, Chapter 4: Canvas of Skin (Brock)

Brock used turning and topping off his cup of chai to hide his expression from his twin and her observant new partner. He could feel their gazes like a pair of laser beams drilling into his back. His mind racing, Brock decided how much he could tell them. He also wondered how he could shield from his sister to prevent her from discovering more. She could easily pick up things f...
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New World Order, Chapter 3: A Cup of Chai (Brock)

Brock stepped from the shower, steam billowing around him. Amelia sat vigil from her perch on the toilet seat. Her ears flattened at the moisture and she mewed worriedly. He went to her and scratched under her raised chin. She hissed at the dampness clinging to his fingers.“You can relax, the shower didn’t eat me,” he reassured her.With a look at feline disdain at his teasing s...
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New World Order, Chapter Two: Sibling Rivalry (Belinda)

Belinda sat back and rubbed her chin. Her caseload sat on the left side of her desk, labels facing toward her, so she could see them. She knew the one she should look at, but truth to tell, she didn’t want to deal with a new partner on it.“So, whatcha got?” Jon asked, leaning back in the chair and watching her. His milk chocolate brown eyes seemed penetrating and very seriou...
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New World Order, Chapter One: The Hunkman Cometh (Belinda)

“Hey, Lieutenant,” Belinda Gary called. She handed her sidearm through the slot to the waiting Sergeant and turned to greet the tall Latino. “You’re up late.”“You got a minute?” Lieutenant Sandillo spoke with no trace of a Spanish accent, though she knew he was fluent.“Yeah, let me drop my stuff at my desk. Your office?”He nodded and pivoted on his heel. She watched him go...
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