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Entropy
Maura watched as Jane paced in the kitchen. She had intended to make them both a coffee but decided ‘just to check in’ with Korsak and Frost. Now she was furious and terrified in a way Maura had never seen.
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me Korsak?” she bellowed into the small appliance. “You were my partner! How could you not tell me?” Whatever Korsak said in response sent Jane spinning into a spiral of fury, her cheeks burning as the fire in her grew.
“Fine!” her voice had dropped to a dangerous growl and Maura knew this was a bad sign. Screaming Jane was easier to live with, her anger usually died out and she’d be her usual, sarcastic charming self. But when Jane seemed calm on the outside, she was lethal. Maura had learnt that the hard way. She’d also noticed the warning signs. The burn in her cheeks and the way her ears turned bright red, the latter harder to see but Maura knew.
“I’ll do it myself then!” As she pulled the phone from her ear, Maura could hear Korsak begging her not to do anything silly before Jane slammed the phone closed.
“You stay here!” Jane snapped as she stomped into her shoes and threw a jacket around her shoulders, disappearing briefly to retrieve her weapon. “I’ll be right back!”
“But Jane.” Jane spun and fixed Maura in place with a steely, frozen glare. “Please, don’t go alone.” Maura whispered.
It was pointless to tell Jane not to go at all as she most certainly would do whatever she was forbidden to.
“Someone has to sort out this case and those two…” she waved her hand in the air wildly indicating, Maura guessed, at Korsak and Frost “Need to grow a pair!” Yanking the front door open, she offered a weak but genuine smile. “I promise you I’ll come back to you.”
Maura frowned as she watched Jane leave. ‘That was an odd thing to say’ she thought as she reached for her own cell phone and dialled Frankie’s number. If Jane was heading out on a suicide mission, Maura wanted someone there to protect her.
Frankie had been sitting in his patrol car eating Kung Po chicken when the unmistakable form of his sister burst from the house and strode purposefully over to him. She pulled open the door and stuck her head inside. “Move.”
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