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something I dug up
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Rayna expelled the air she had been holding as she leaned heavily against a tree and clutched her right arm. Her ragged breathing was visible in the cold December air, and flurries, too light to be considered a true snowfall, drifted around her body and melted as soon as they came in contact with her skin. Letting her arm dangle at her side, Rayna pulled her hand away and studied the blood that smeared her hand, peering through her ever-present black-tinted sunglasses with a mixed look of detached interest. The fresh knife wound wasn’t hurting yet, a sure sign that she’d have to see Jack, her long-time friend and physician, and Rayna wanted to curse aloud at the thought of getting more stitches. The wooded area surrounding her supplied Rayna with ample cover, an advantage that was almost crucial to the sick game of life and death she was currently playing. She was barely visible to anyone watching as she blended in with the piles of snow that had accumulated amongst the trees, and her carefully planned outfit, made up of clothes she could move in easily, turned Rayna into just another part of the landscape. Shifting her stance, Rayna only moved enough to see her target; he stood between two other men who, in all likelihood, were his bodyguards. These men, however, could not protect their employer from a sniper shot to the head. Ah, the wonders of modern technology she thought with a smirk. Taking her aim, she held breath to steady her hand. Rayna peered through the scope of her rifle, finger poised on the trigger. The shot was lined up in seconds. All she needed to do was twitch her finger and the job would be over…
Jake lunged for the ringing phone, cursing under his breath as he did so. He placed the book he was reading, a new Alex Jefski bestseller one of his buddies had recommended, on the desk.
“Hello,” he answered tiredly.
“Good afternoon, is this Mr. O’Conner?”
“This is he.”
“Mr. O’Conner, I am calling on behalf of Lt. Daris. He requests that you come to the station immediately. He said, and I quote, ‘you’ve never seen anything like this’.”
Jake glanced at the clock on the wall; it was a little past 11 in the morning on his day off. He debated whether or not he should just hang up the phone, but Daris wouldn’t call him in without a reason.
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”
“Great, thank you,” the secretary replied before hanging up.
Looking at the book on his desk, Jake sighed. He was well into the first chapter, and he was already hooked. Now he abandoned any hope of finishing it today as he stood, clicked off the light and left for the precinct.
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