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    Dance With Us 14

    Angie (smiling): Go again.

    Alice (holding onto her): Sure thing go see your Aunt Tasha (laughing as she did just that, making small determined strides.)

    Carmen and Shane’s House
    Shane (reviewing the tentative contract that Carmen had brought home with her): Out of how many people…

    Carmen (sipping her beer): Ten or so. No big deal. It’s not finalized yet. I still have to go for another interview…

    Shane (flipping the page): When, where?

    Carmen (sighing): Tomorrow here in Los Angeles and Monday, San Francisco.

    Shane (understanding): You’re going. You’re going up there and you’re going to knock them on their asses and you are going to get this job.

    Carmen (taking a deep breath): Not if it means leaving our family.

    Shane (shaking her head): We’ll work on that little detail later for now (leaning down and kissing her) I made dinner, nothing like yours but um chicken empinadas, salad and beans and rice.

    Carmen (smiling): You make it just like I do. How can it be different (standing up to help set the table?)

    Shane (pulling her into her body): Easy (caressing her face) it doesn’t have your touch (leaning forward and kissing her.)

    Morgue Downtown Los Angeles
    Kai (handing over the evidence bag): Your hunch was right. This was either a hate crime or a crime of passion.

    Lisa (growling): Great. No telling which one. Both vic’s share two similar tattoos, both had the same jobs, both were found in a dumpster in an alleyway and both well (waving the evidence bag.)

    Kai (thinking): It’s something…

    Dr. Yarosz (storming in): What is the meaning of this? No unauthorized personnel allowed. I want you…

    Lisa (grabbing him by the front of his smock): I didn’t ask you and I don’t need to ask you (holding up her badge) this gives me access to anywhere I want to go when I am doing an investigation and also when people like you like to give my wife a hard time because she’s better at her job then you’ll ever be (shoving him into the wall.)

    Kai (stifling a laugh): Baby, here let’s get some coffee (pulling her lover away) those reports should be copied by now. I’ll help you look them over.

    Comments

    1. This story is quite complex, and well thought out. The underlying implications are way beyond what I would have ever thought of with these four individuals.

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