The smile that spreads across Lindianne's face is slow, almost predatory, and far too toothy to be innocent. "Oh yeah," she drawls. "I think there's a couple of charges I could nail our boy with." Sometimes the angel on your shoulder takes a vacation at the worst possible time.
There's an unhurried sort of grace to the way she tucks her papers under her arm. It's like there's all the time in the world. There's no rush. The day of reckoning is on its way. At least it is for one very unlucky SEAL from Boston. She pauses to sock Rabbit on the shoulder in approval.
Oh yes. This is going to be fun.
(Rabbit had better hope she never finds out when his birthday is. He still has to answer for the camera incident.)
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"You New Yorkers sure love your pinstripes."
"C'mon, 'Miss Parker'."
"Even if she is a Mets fan."
The smile that spreads across Lindianne's face is slow, almost predatory, and far too toothy to be innocent. "Oh yeah," she drawls. "I think there's a couple of charges I could nail our boy with." Sometimes the angel on your shoulder takes a vacation at the worst possible time.
There's an unhurried sort of grace to the way she tucks her papers under her arm. It's like there's all the time in the world. There's no rush. The day of reckoning is on its way. At least it is for one very unlucky SEAL from Boston. She pauses to sock Rabbit on the shoulder in approval.
Oh yes. This is going to be fun.
(Rabbit had better hope she never finds out when his birthday is. He still has to answer for the camera incident.)