"JAY, MADE ME FEEL ALIVE AGAIN, HE'S THE REASON I BELIEVE. IN LOVE AGAIN."
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ELIZA ANDERSON, FINALLY RETURNED TO CHICAGO, AFTER BEING GONE FOR NINE YEARS.
BUT WHEN SHE ARRIVES HER PAST COMES ALONE WITH...
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𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟎, 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, and takes a deep breath before walking up the front steps of the 21st district. Nervous, excited just about everything. It was her first day back in Chicago and her first day back as a cop.
For some reason, she was back in Chicago after nine years of leaving. She needed to leave Seattle and missed her sisters and best friend Kelly Severid. They met when they were four years old and ever since they have been inseparable, until she left to go to Seattle to go to the police academy.
Eliza walked up to the front desk to see a sergeant with grey hair and she smiled. "Hi"
The older woman looked up at Eliza and then backed down to her paperwork. "What can I do for you?"
"I'm here for Hank Voight."
"We all are." The Sergeant says, stapling the papers together and handing them to a cop behind her. Eliza looks at the woman's name's tag 'PLATT' then she takes out her CPD shield that got from the commissioner's office to show her. "I'm Detective Eliza Anderson."
Platt looks up at the young girl with a raised eyebrow, "As in Ray Anderson."
"Yeah, My father was a detective here."
"Well then. by all means," Platt says, hitting the buzzer to let Eliza go up to the intelligence unit.
"Thank you, Sergeant Platt. and I know that was sarcasm, but that's okay, I'll take it for today." Liza smiles at Platt and then heads up to her new unit.
Liza takes a deep breath before heading up the last couple of steps to the unit when she hears. "Can I help you?" from an older man with a black beanie.
"Yeah, Um, is Sergent Voight here?"
"He's in his office." then points to the closed door that belongs to the Voight.
