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chapter no. 033!
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❝ SHIRZAD'S BOLD MOVE. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
THE SIDE OF HER CHEEK WAS PRESSED AGAINST THE SOFT PILLOW, AND A PEACEFUL EXPRESSION PAINTED HER FACE. A fuzzy blanket was draped over her, and her back was facing the room. Her body was tucked into the crevice of the couch between the cushion and backrest. Slow and even breaths escaped her parted lips as her eyes were shut lightly.
Cara Valentine had successfully been asleep for a little over two hours and had eaten her first real meal in the past couple of days.
When Aaron Hotchner was positive that she was out, he carefully removed her glasses and placed them on the conference table. He kept himself busy sifting through files and reviewing the partial profile the team had begun working on. It wasn't until he saw Matt Cruz's name flash across his phone screen that he spoke for the first time in the precinct that morning.
"Hotchner," he answered, eyes trailing to the sleeping blonde.
"How is she?" Cruz questioned, concerned for the young woman he'd grown to care about.
The Unit Chief sighed. "Asleep. Have you gotten any updates from Marvinhill?" he asked, checking the time on his watch. The team would be arriving at nine.
"Yes. An inmate has already fessed up for murdering Arthur, claiming he did it because a man named Corey Lal visited him and promised that if he killed Arthur, he would have a guard sneak heroin and weed in. No one's claimed responsibility for Farell yet." Cruz reported.
