Halstead tried to lighten the mood during the tense car ride to the station, "Do you ever think I'll be allowed to drive?" he asked Lindsay playfully. She didn't respond. Great now it's even more awkward Halstead thought to himself.
The trio finally arrived at the station, and walked straight up to intelligence.
Voight was the only one there, he was setting up the evidence wall for their new case in the morning. "What's up," he said without even turning around. "We need to talk, now" said Lindsay. Voight could tell, just by her tone of voice, something was up. "In my office then, both of you." "What about me?" Halstead asked. "Stay out here and start looking at the new case, it's a big one," said Voight. "Lindsay?" Halstead said shakily, "look at the board." "Really, now? We sort of-" she stopped cold when her eyes found what Halstead was pointing at. "Is that-?" "Yes" said Halstead, Lindsay's blood turned to ice. There he was at the very bottom of a long food chain of drug dealers, and mafia and gang members. There was no name for Chavez under the picture just a blue question mark. "What's goin on?!" Voight asked impatiently. "That's the guy we found Justin with" replied Lindsay cautiously, looking at Voight.
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Linstead
FanfictionLindsay tries to help Justin out of a sticky situation by pretending to be his high-class, experienced meth cooker, what happens when she goes undercover without backup? I try to update as much as possible so please be patient!
