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ARIELLA WAS IN THE middle of making a snack when her phone rang. She reached for it and answered it, "Rivera." She answered, wiping her hands with a towel.
"Ooh, so formal." Erin joked, "I'm sending you an address. We got something."
"Can I ask what this case is about?"
"You can, but I can't say I'd be able to give you all the answers. Just get moving."
"Eye aye captain."
"And can I assume that you are with Detective Dawson?"
"Your assumption would be correct, Detective Lindsay."
She could see the eye roll Erin had just done from the other end of the phone, "Whatever. Just get over here." Erin hung up, and Ariella slid her phone into her pocket, taking a second to breathe.
"Antonio, let's go!" She hollered down the hallway, already making her way out to the car. ━━━
Ariella and Antonio beat Erin and Voight to the scene by minutes. Voight parked his car haphazardly in the middle of the street as both he and Erin jumped out. When they spotted their boss, Antonio, Ariella, and Jay made their way over to him.
"House belongs to a Dean Masters." Antonio began, showing Voight the photo of the tablet, "His file was red-flagged to notify intelligence, but he must have been before my time."
"Oh, yeah, him. That robbery at the art institute last year. We liked him as the fence." Voight nodded as he examined the photo.
"The neighbors heard a woman scream. We knocked, he yelled out that he had a gun and to leave him alone." Ariella continued.
After Voight and Erin got vests on, they all crowded around the door, "Masters, this is Sergeant Voight with the Chicago Police. Open up, make this easy on all of us." He shouted through the door as he banged on it a few times.
"He's gonna kill me!" A women's terrified voice shouted from inside the house.
"Take it," Voight nodded to Jay, who shot the door handles then kicked in the French doors. They all followed him as he ran into the house. They saw Masters holding a half-nacked woman in a chokehold against his chest, a gun to her head, "Drop it." Voight shouted at him.
"I told 'em I would kill her!" Masters shouted, shoving her face into a bowl of cocaine.
