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van lear.
Joined September 2022
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/ I miss this acc .🏃‍♀️
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the idea you had of me, who was she? a never needy, ever lovely jewel whose shine reflects on you, not weeping in a party bathroom
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distance, timing, breakdown, fighting, silence, the train runs off its tracks
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phoenix, then walked out of the office once again, her gaze falling back to jaxon. “i’m sure if we … work together, we’ll be fine.” she said, almost through gritted teeth.
to find their missing person, if they were still alive. taking a deep breath, the blonde looked towards jaxon again, then in one swift movement she turned around and made her way back into her office again. she checked her phone, making sure the sitter hadn’t called about ~
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she wasn’t surprised at the same time. she had told him countless times during their divorce proceedings that this was were she’d be, because texas had never been home. she decided, that for now, it wasn’t worth getting herself worked up over. he was here to do a job, ~
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it was not often that dallas and jaxon could be in the same room together without wanting to kill each other — and they’d gone over three minutes now, which seemed to be a record so far. it was a small victory. she was almost surprised by the surprised look on his face, but ~
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/ why is Twitter stupid 🥲
~ ( even now, it seems odd to address him as such ), giving him the same nod as she'd given her own captain.
~ time. she grabbed her phone and slipped it into her pocket, finally making her presence known when she finally walked out of her office, hands in her back pockets. "Captain." she nodded, before turning on her heel towards her ex-husband ~
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~ worked, and her head lifted when she heard a familiar voice from outside her office. she would recognize that voice anywhere, but she hoped that perhaps someone was playing a funny joke on her -- and it definitely wouldn't be the first ~
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~ unwell and she had to call the sitter at the last minute to come and take care of him while she took her older son to school. and since then, the seasoned detective had been couped up in her office. the door had remained open while she ~
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~ once they'd been sent over. her captain had then called her former captain, requesting help with the case. again, she was so busy trying to solve it that she took very little notice. she had an early morning since her youngest son was ~
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~ had remained unsolved up until this point. they had been linked to several similar homicides in texas. and if she was honest, that should have been the first red flag for dallas, but she took no notice of the names on the original files ~
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~ butcher hollow, and prestonburg. even still, they had very few homicides committed under their jurisdiction. until now. it was odd that there had been several homicides over the last few months, and it stressed dallas to no end that they ~
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van lear was a tiny place, and as a homicide detective, that generally suited dallas because there was very little to do. but since they had been given more funding, they now had enough workforce to cover van lear, plainsville, pikeville, ~
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