The case had finally gotten somewhere; she was now creeping through a graveyard, not just any graveyard – her sister was here. The murderer of her sister stood before them; before her and Kevin Atwater and the rest of intelligence. Gregg Yates had a murderous smirk plastered on his face, staring at her sisters tomb stone. Staring through it; he slowly turned his face, facing them all still smirking like hed already won. You miss her? he said not taking his eyes of her. She felt he was looking through at her soul – planning to gouge it out at any moment. Their guns pointing at him; aiming for his face didnt change a thing.
He still had the murderous grin, his eyes dark as the devil himself seemed to feel more powerful if anything. Like hed taken over the world. He didnt even stop murdering, once they found out it was him. If anything, hed gone on a killing spree. 3 a day; 3 young girls would be taken of this planet. For his satisfactory. And their grief and failure. He had won. His dangerous, horrifying schemes had gone just the way he planned.
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TerrorSPOILERS FOR SEASON 1&2 OF CHICAGO P.D 28 year-old Summer Willhite, Chicago Police. Just recently transferred to district 21, intelligence unit. Sergeant Hank Voight isn't happy with the transfer as he didn't authorise it. Summer's past starts to...
