~ (part sixteen) ~
"Talk to me, sugar. What have you got for us?"
Morgan spins his phone to the middle of the table and glances from Reid to JJ. Reid rubs knuckles over his torn sleeve and doesn't make eye contact. He looks a million miles away and Morgan's trying to ignore it. Trying not to be bothered by being unable to fix it. Trying not to
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Trying to get the rest out as fast as possible. :) Keep your fingers crossed.
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I had been so unsure if he was really there or not, well done on playing up the suspense and surreality of it all.
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Sorry for not commenting on the past few chapters - things got a bit busy, but oh my goodness is this story amazing. Well worth the wait until I got to read more.
You have completely captured a feeling of tension and fear and disconnect that is at once off-putting and beautiful. It builds beautifully. Plus, your characterizations fit wonderfully. There have been various points when I could hear the characters saying your lines in my head as I read them.
And, I knew Gideon was the un-sub! It's perfect!
I cannot wait to see where it goes from here.
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Hope the off-putting is not too off-putting, lol.
Thanks again.
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