A woman is running down a ally. Her breathing is heavy and fast she held a swaddled up blanket rolled and rapped up close to her chest. She ran and ran down streets and corners. she found herself at the mouth of parking garage she hesitated she quickly reacted to fast and running footsteps and ran inside.
She looked around for her car and couldn't find. The woman cried out a small prayer."Please just keep my baby safe!I dont care if I live."She whispered some more as she looked up at the sky. She looked inside the blanket and a tiny baby face peeked out at her. His tiny hand touched her face. She burst into tears and ran around until she finally found a rusty blue car she opened the car and set the baby inside. She laid the baby down on the back seats floor.
Car keys in her hand, she locked the car, and the woman would not stop running but she wasn't running fast enough. She ran into something with a big thump. It was a person, but it was to hard to see. The person she was running from?
"Enough is enough." The lady looked around fast and took her keys and swallowed them.
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A detective enters the garage, a woman with dyed blue hair and piercing green eyes. She walked eagerly at the crime scene not a woman to be messed with. She walked up to the people investigating the crime scene.
A big man with a clipboard looked over the clip board then looked at her and put his eyes towards the clip board again and said."Name."
She looked up at him. "Detective
Taylor."
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