[Cowritten with smart_alec494 and likely_evil. Flack = det_don_flack, Angell = blessyou_jlo. Hendrickson’s an NPC. Epically long.]Alec made a mental note not to piss off any hookers as the man slumped down in front of him. Dead. Like really, really dead. Hookers apparently knew how to deal out some serious damage when they were afraid ( Read more... )

Hawkes pulled his glasses off his eyes and rubbed them softly, feeling them start to get tired. He had been studying samples for eight hours straight, and he still had a couple more hours of work after that. He knew that he didn't necessarily need the overtime, but it was something to do, and a little extra money in New York City was never a bad ( Read more... )