She left for work around 2. I waited…Just after dinner time I received a ping. F-Man sent me a message. It was a link. It was a live feed to his bed...oom. I set up to record it. The bedroom was empty no one was in there but you could hear muffled voices, it was definitely Lori’s and a man’s. The voices were getting closer to the mic. The camera was pointing to the bed. The voices were getting clear. I could make out F-Mans, they entered the bedroom. He said, I’ve been waiting all day for this,. ”, I asked. “That is the signal for an officer down…. I have to go.”, Lexie said, jumping out of bed scrambling for her clothes.“You’re not on duty, Lex.”, I answered. “You don’t understand…... I have to go.”, she shouted, running down the hallway.Before I could even get up and put some clothes on her unit was out of the driveway. I’m not sure exactly how I felt at that point, but it was not a pleasant feeling. I was angry but mostly hurt that she would just disregard me that easily. I. She heard him remove the lid from the jar and braced herself for the cold ointment. Instead, she heard Wayne rubbing his hands together.“This stuff’s cold. Let me warm it up a minute,” he said. What a sweet boy.When Wayne considered the cream to be warm enough, he gently drew his hands across Rebecca’s shoulders. She shivered at his touch.“Still too cold?” he asked, pulling back.“No. No, it’s fine. I just ... I haven’t been touched like that in a long time. Go ahead, doctor.” Wayne inhaled. I was waiting for Will to show up at my dads house in Manhattan. He was spending the night because of the plans we had lined up for my birthday celebration so he was going to drop off some luggage. It was the first time he had ever actually stayed at my house for longer than a couple hours. We would then leave for our ride and be going through a series of desolate roads and farm-land before finally ending up back at my house in the city. It was about 5 minutes past 8 when he finally showed up.
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