Max Taylor was sitting in the meeting room of the 56th precinct. He had just started as a crimonology student when he found an application to intern in a case that is very dear to him. Captain Aust had put it up to ask for help with the Taylor case, and it just so happened that Max is Maximes cousin. In fact, he was named after her in a whim by his mother to honor maxime. Max was told to be here at 7 Am, but since he couldn't sleep he had been waiting since 6:15 Am. He was tired, excited, nervous but especially feeling anxious about Detective Thompson. Who was she, and why does she have such a special interest in his cousin? While finishing up this thought, Thompson walked in. He got up to shake her hand, but she started speaking immidiately. Max went to sit back down to wait for the waterfall of information to end so that he could introduce himself.
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Mystery / Thrillera story about a girl, who has never been this close to finishing a missing persons case in her life before, only to find some gruesome details that make her question everyting
