BENEATH DEVIL'S LAKE
Ned Harris stood at the vending machine toward the end of the hall
opposite the entrance of the IT doors.
He observed two serious looking men walking in his direction. A rush of adrenaline coursed through his body
when he could see their badges visibly displayed. The taller muscular one wore a form fitted
shirt that tapered to a small waist. Ned
had seen Detective Lee’s profile on Wikipedia recognizing him instantly. The description listed him at six foot two
and two hundred twenty pounds. He
appeared more intimidating in person.
Detective Roman Lee had a brief career with the London Knights. Known for his “hit viewed around the world”
he had watched the ferocious tackle on YouTube which ended his career along
with a running back from New York. His
partner was a bit older but similar in stature.
What were they doing here? His
mind raced searching roaming and reviewing.
Had he made some critical error?
It was impossible. The planning
was meticulous down to the finite details.
Not a trace of DNA and the technical evidence wiped clean.
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