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    Dance With Us 14

    Pool Guy (looking at Angie then at Tasha): Is that your daughter?

    Tasha (shaking her head): My niece, Angie…

    Pool Guy (wondering): I thought…

    Tasha (smiling): No, not yet. My partner and I are thinking about it.

    Pool Guy (realizing): That’s great, if you don’t mind me asking how long have you been together.

    Tasha (setting Angie down): A little over two and a half years.

    Pool Guy (watching Angie run around the yard): Good luck to you (tipping his hat and leaving out the gate.)

    Angie (holding out her ball): Play with me.

    Tasha (smiling): Of course Boo…

    Los Angeles Police Station
    Lisa (frustrated): Put him in solitary for a couple of days.  

    Lara (shaking her head): Won’t talk…

    Lisa (shaking her head; hand slamming into the wall): No he won’t. The bastard has information we need and he won’t talk. 

    Lara (wincing): Even after that little deal…

    Lisa (storming down the hallway): He still won’t talk.

    Lara (objectively): Maybe he’s protecting someone or he’s in danger…

    Lisa (making herself a cup of coffee): He’s in danger all right. (Sipping it) from my dam fist.  

    Alex (walking towards them): Now who pissed you off and you know you can’t do that.

    Lara (sipping her coffee): Talsia won’t talk. He’s got information so genius wants to pound him then put him in solitary.

    Alex (looking at Lisa and Lara): You mean to tell me you two couldn’t get him to talk.

    Lara (shaking her head): Hell no. It works on everyone else….

    Alex (trying not laugh): The threatening or the actual pounding?

    Lisa (evilly): Both…

    Johnson (walking up to them): Got a call from San Diego on those feelers you put out. (Flipping through some pages) seems as another vic with the same markings was found in a dumpster in a back alleyway.

    Alex (grabbing Lisa’s hand before she hit the wall): Any id.

    Johnson (nodding): Yeah young lawyer with a civil rights defense group. Name’s David Calbrese, single, no kids.

    Lara (wondering): Tox panel…

    Johnson (flipping through the pages): Um traces of coke and ecstasy nothing else.  

    Lisa (reaching for it): Can I see that?

    Johnson (handing it to her): Sure.

    Alex (watching her): What are you thinking?

    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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