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TITLE: "GOODBYE"
FLAVOR: Criminal Intent
CHARACTERS: GOREN/ROSS/RODGERS/NICHOLS
RATING: R ►Language
A/N: CONTINUATION OF "THE CHOSEN ONE" I started typing this one too late so its a short one.
BETA: ITHACA
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DICK WOLF. YOUR CHARACTERS/MY WORDS. NO PROFITS HAD BY ANYONE.
Bobby sat at his desk working. This wasn’t so unusual But his silence and stillness as he worked was. Zach had trouble adjusting to the old Goren. This silent one was just jaggling his nerves.
Ross whistling presence and Goren’s cloud of doom took no detective to know Dr Rodgers was involved.
Ross stopped by their desks, “What’ve you got?”
Bobby sighed and raised his head running hand across his face, “Though we found and drilled the box here in Manhattan and found two-hundred thousand in cash, a gun and another passport.”
Zach held up a photograph; Ross took if, “He was at the Branch in Harlem when they opened, the manager knew him and believed the lost key so he drilled it for him.”
“What about the damn hold his accounts…the e-mails we sent to managers?”
“Apparently he knew we’d freeze his accounts and the manager by the time he sat his fat ass at his desk and read his e-mails Rawlings was gone. We have the photos from the bank, but no idea what he took out. He emptied it.”
Ross ran a hand through his hair, and I’m sick of him remaining one step ahead of us. Keep working it. He’s out there somewhere. We’ll increase surveillance at the train stations and airports,”
He won‘t run.”
Ross frowned at Goren.
“Jim hasn’t finished with me or you.”
“Stay on it. Call me if something turns up, I’m late for an appointment,” he huffed she struggled into his coat.
Once alone Bobby looked at Nichols. “Why don’t you take off. No need us both sayin’. I’ve got this.”
“What about...”
“She’s taken are of. Go on. You’ve worked the last two nights.”
Nichols figured it was useless to argue and he had a lady waiting for him.
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Liz let Danny in to apologizes for being late. He dismissed her guards as he hung up his coat. Their talk was casual as they enjoyed the dinner she had prepared.
She served coffee in the living room. Danny sat on the couch expecting Liz to sit beside him, but she curled into the chair across from him.
“You’re not going to make this easy for me.”
“Why should I? Let me be clear. I didn’t have you to dinner for a reconciliation. You made it clear from the beginning that we weren’t exclusive. And you certainly weren't there for me when I need you. No don’t interrupt. I’ve found I need more, Danny. And I can’t have that with you. I KNOW you are seeing at least four other women. Please don’t deny it.”
“Liz I care about you.”
But not enough. Time for you to go,” She stood and walked toward the door. She bent and picked up a box. As she handed it to him, “Its all of your things including your little blue pills.”
Danny was humiliated and furious so his anger got the best of him, “Its not like you are beautiful woman. You should be grateful any man would look twice at you. Between your looks, your job and your bitchiness you should be thankful any man would want you.”
“Fuck you, Danny. Get your coat and get out.”
“Goodbye Liz.”
The door slammed behind him.
♥♥♥
FLAVOR: Criminal Intent
CHARACTERS: GOREN/ROSS/RODGERS/NICHOLS
RATING: R ►Language
A/N: CONTINUATION OF "THE CHOSEN ONE" I started typing this one too late so its a short one.
BETA: ITHACA
DISCLAIMER: CHARACTERS BELONG TO DICK WOLF. YOUR CHARACTERS/MY WORDS. NO PROFITS HAD BY ANYONE.
Bobby sat at his desk working. This wasn’t so unusual But his silence and stillness as he worked was. Zach had trouble adjusting to the old Goren. This silent one was just jaggling his nerves.
Ross whistling presence and Goren’s cloud of doom took no detective to know Dr Rodgers was involved.
Ross stopped by their desks, “What’ve you got?”
Bobby sighed and raised his head running hand across his face, “Though we found and drilled the box here in Manhattan and found two-hundred thousand in cash, a gun and another passport.”
Zach held up a photograph; Ross took if, “He was at the Branch in Harlem when they opened, the manager knew him and believed the lost key so he drilled it for him.”
“What about the damn hold his accounts…the e-mails we sent to managers?”
“Apparently he knew we’d freeze his accounts and the manager by the time he sat his fat ass at his desk and read his e-mails Rawlings was gone. We have the photos from the bank, but no idea what he took out. He emptied it.”
Ross ran a hand through his hair, and I’m sick of him remaining one step ahead of us. Keep working it. He’s out there somewhere. We’ll increase surveillance at the train stations and airports,”
He won‘t run.”
Ross frowned at Goren.
“Jim hasn’t finished with me or you.”
“Stay on it. Call me if something turns up, I’m late for an appointment,” he huffed she struggled into his coat.
Once alone Bobby looked at Nichols. “Why don’t you take off. No need us both sayin’. I’ve got this.”
“What about...”
“She’s taken are of. Go on. You’ve worked the last two nights.”
Nichols figured it was useless to argue and he had a lady waiting for him.
►►
Liz let Danny in to apologizes for being late. He dismissed her guards as he hung up his coat. Their talk was casual as they enjoyed the dinner she had prepared.
She served coffee in the living room. Danny sat on the couch expecting Liz to sit beside him, but she curled into the chair across from him.
“You’re not going to make this easy for me.”
“Why should I? Let me be clear. I didn’t have you to dinner for a reconciliation. You made it clear from the beginning that we weren’t exclusive. And you certainly weren't there for me when I need you. No don’t interrupt. I’ve found I need more, Danny. And I can’t have that with you. I KNOW you are seeing at least four other women. Please don’t deny it.”
“Liz I care about you.”
But not enough. Time for you to go,” She stood and walked toward the door. She bent and picked up a box. As she handed it to him, “Its all of your things including your little blue pills.”
Danny was humiliated and furious so his anger got the best of him, “Its not like you are beautiful woman. You should be grateful any man would look twice at you. Between your looks, your job and your bitchiness you should be thankful any man would want you.”
“Fuck you, Danny. Get your coat and get out.”
“Goodbye Liz.”
The door slammed behind him.
♥♥♥