Homicide Detective/Profiler Brittany H. Blanton and her partner Tina M. Jones have been investigating a string of serial killings for months now. Each victim bares a striking resemblance to Tany herself. When the unknown killer strikes again, (this...
**** Brittany, and Tina turned to find a large man standing behind them in knee high leather boots, blue jeans covered by leather chaps, a grey turtleneck, and black leather jacket. He eyed the scene behind the women as he removed his black leather gloves. Handing both them and the black helmet to the uniform standing behind him.
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Brittany nearly groaned at the sight. 'He rode his bike? You've got to be kidding me.' She thought. That Harley Davidson never ceased to send a little thrill down her spine.
'Whoa. Talk about a maverick.' Tina thought. 'He's even bigger than Brittany's Uncle Bear.' She judged his hieght and nearly choked. 'Wow! He must be 6'7" at the least.' She cast her best friend a sidelong glance. 'Just wait!'
The huge man stood well over six feet with a deep chest and broad shoulders. His hair was the color of ebony, and his one violet eye was hard, yet filled with intelligence. The skin around that eye was wrinkle free. Giving Tina the distinct impression, that this was not a man that smiled often. He had a jagged scar that went from his hairline down through the right eye, across the right cheek, ending low on his neck. The black eye patch seemed only to add to the power and danger that radiated off of him.
The Agent opened one side of the jacket to reveal the shoulder holster with a Smith and Wesson Model 27, and the FBI badge buckled to his belt. After identifying himself he knelt down to examine the scene, and Tina pulled her partner aside and glared at her.
"What?" Brittany asked.
Keeping her voice low, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Exasperated, Brittany lowered her voice as well, "Tell you what?"
Tina grinned, "That he was gorgeous, that he was a modern day version of Clint Walker! He's got to be as tall and he's got that to direct for body just like Clint Walker. He's got that black hair and beautiful face that just makes me melt. I never saw Clint Walker play a pirate, but oh my. Your fiance has that whole pirate thing going on. Even the scar is sexy. I can definitely see why you said yes."
Brittany roled her eyes, "Really, T? We're at a murder scene."
Tina grinned, "Yes, but now there's a gorgeous FBI Agent on scene. And, come to think of it, you should have told me more about him. I'm your best frieeeend." She added with a pitiful little wine.
"T, would you like some cheese with that wine?" Brittany asked, face staight as a lance.
Tina crossed here arms at her partner's tone. "Yes, as a matter of fact I would."
