Challenge #56 - Ultra
probably been done, but what the hell.
words: 99
Elliot was waiting for her at the crime scene. She registered his barely-contained expression of disgust.
It was always hard, being faced with such horror on a daily basis.
But at least this particular sicko was off the streets. Finally, caught in the act.
She nodded at the perp.
“Did you mirandize her?”
Elliot nodded.
“Thought you’d wanna bring her in.”
The woman was crouched on the curb, sobbing, in her donated NYPD sweats.
Olivia flinched at the contents of the evidence bag.
“Lime….fine. Purple….yeah, ok.”
She clapped the handcuffs on.
“But ultramarine? Casey, this is the last straw.”
words: 99
Elliot was waiting for her at the crime scene. She registered his barely-contained expression of disgust.
It was always hard, being faced with such horror on a daily basis.
But at least this particular sicko was off the streets. Finally, caught in the act.
She nodded at the perp.
“Did you mirandize her?”
Elliot nodded.
“Thought you’d wanna bring her in.”
The woman was crouched on the curb, sobbing, in her donated NYPD sweats.
Olivia flinched at the contents of the evidence bag.
“Lime….fine. Purple….yeah, ok.”
She clapped the handcuffs on.
“But ultramarine? Casey, this is the last straw.”