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    Broken

    “We had coffee and talked.” Maura continued, “She was a very sweet young lady.” Her smile broke into a grin as Jane tensed her jaw at the implication. “She taught me a lot about myself, and what I want.”

    “Jane!” Frost swung around the doorframe. “The Johnson boy just stopped me in the hall.” He carried on, oblivious to what he’d interrupted. “He thinks Steinman was cheating on him.”

    “What??” Jane was on her feet in seconds. “Why the hell didn’t he say so?”

    Maura smirked as Jane flattened her shirt out, her hands brushing her ***** as she did so. Maura licked her lips and watched as the brunette paced around the office.

    “He said he was scared.” Frost couldn’t contain his own smile as Jane froze on the spot, staring at him incredulously. “Said that woman was, and I quote, a BAMF.” He bit his lip to contain a laugh.

    Tilting her head to one side, Maura searched Jane for any idea of what a BAMF may be. Seeing nothing obvious, she turned her attention back to Frost.

    “What is a BAMF, Barry?” she asked.

    Frost’s eyes flicked back and forth between his partner and the doctor, unsure as to whether he should explain but deciding that winding Jane up was always worth it.

    “A bad ***** mother fuc….”

    “Dammit Frost!” Jane batted him with the file as she strode out the office, pulling the grinning detective with her. “I’ll see you later Maura.” She called over her shoulder, pushing Frost out the door in front of her.

     

    “Korsak is at the bowling alley picking up the CCTV. He’s picking the friend up too.” Frost continued as they got into the elevator. “Anything back on the stuff under her nails?”

    Jane shook her head. “No match yet, but it’s definitely skin.” She told him, handing him Maura’s report which he flicked through quickly to avoid Jane’s cold stare.

    As the elevator pinged for their floor, they both stepped out to see Korsak standing with a tall woman.

    “Shelley Prince.” Korsak gestured towards the women. “You wanna take her Jane?”

    Frost snorted more laughter and turned away. “Come on.” Jane snapped, leading the woman towards an interview room. “And you.” She nudged Frost as she passed him. “You can do this one.”

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