Unit 1432-A, 27th Precinct, Off. Sam Fletcher, Off. Martin Cabot
3600 BLK 106 AVEASSAULT/BATTERYTuesday2/21 10:04 PM
5500 BLK 110 AVENOISE COMPLAINTTuesday2/21 10:53 PM
5500 BLK 110 AVEINJURED OFFICERTuesday2/21 11:32 PM

( 'You are an irritating man.' [Mystique, Magneto] )

Maybe I do. Just thinking about saying it makes me want to stand in traffic wearing an "Osama Rocks" T-shirt.

Nobody like Leah for messing me up. When did that happen? Was I looking the other way? Magneto. Summers. Sweet fuck, am I jealous of the goddamn poodle?

I have the worst taste in women.

( 'They're going to kill me now.' [Leah] )

I could kill her. I really could. I could beat her to a fucking pulp.

Goddammit, she's terrified. One of the bravest women I know, and she's terrified. They must be monitoring her. I'll talk to Beston. Get Eccles on her.

Time to hunt some Friends.

( 'I'll kill you.' [Leah] )

New guy. Captain said they're bulking up Homicide, now that MA's pulling shifts from our roster. About fucking time. Tucci's already calling the guy Little Lord Fauntleroy. Who knew Tucci could read ( Read more... )

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Son of a bitch. What kind of an asshole accuses a guy's partner of being dirty? To his face? To his fucking face. I swear to God Lazzaro's got one of those mental defects. Tourettes, or something. Has the people skills of a diarrhetic skunk ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what we are, Leah and me. Friends? Hardly. Maybe. She needs a friend, or something, some way out. How did we get from where we were to where we are now? I can take what she needs to dish, at least. Seems like I'm the shoulder of choice these days. And the punching bag. That's fine. Nobody got hurt. Canto's a little bruised, but at ( Read more... )