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Human BB... Garfield Logan 

So freaking cute😍😍😘😘😁😁 

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(BB)

(Eight years later)

"Okay Special Agent Logan, we're finally going on our first assignment!" Richard came over to my workstation, bothering me again.

I just ignored him and continued with the task at hand. I kept myself buried in all things mind numbing since my very emotional divorce with Terra... well emotional on her part. I couldn't care less! She was a true believer in infidelity, and I was sick of it. I could tolerate her wild behavior, and we would work things out afterwards, but after she tried to pin someone else's kid on me! That was my breaking point.

 I was out!

 I don't talk to her much, but the little boy still calls me his dad, and I let him. I mean it's not his fault that his mother is a fucking slut! I suppose that I didn't give her a real chance though. I mean Terra was neglected for the most part in our union, but my mind was and is still on my Rae.

She used my love for Raven to her advantage as an excuse to screw other dudes, and I did feel guilty for it, so I let it slide... until she slid her ass right off the G.W bridge. I pulled her into divorce court so quick that I think she's still spinning to this day.

Anyway, after Raven disappeared off the face of the map, the rest of us went along with our lives, with me having a harder time than the rest, but whatever. We all graduated high school, went to college, and now I, as well as Vic, Rob, Star, and Karen are in the FBI. We're all Special Agents, sitting on different branches of the FBI tree. Ric and I are on the Special Weapons and Tactics Unit (SWAT), Star is a Violence Crime Analysts, Vic's in Intelligence, and Karen is in Behavioral.

Not what I wanted to do with my life, but they had everything that is needed to find people that have gone off the grid... and at first, my goal was to find her. There were many leads, and I got so close... until my heart was ripped from my chest.

One year ago...

'Notorious drug lord Trigon Roth was murdered in his home along with a young unidentified woman.' The report said. I had to read it a few times so my eyes could let the information sink in. The description of the young lady fit Raven down to the letter, and the home they lived in, a huge mansion like structure, on the coastline of Argentina... was burnt down to the studs. The young woman was so mutilated from the autopsy reports, that I nearly fainted when I read them.

She was beaten beyond recognition, sexually assaulted, and all of her teeth were smashed in and or pulled out forcefully. She, along with Trigon were burnt... alive! The pictures on the report(s) were of Raven most recent photo, which was taken 8 years old for our high school yearbook, and current ones Trigon. So I... just... shut down! I wanted to know who did this to the love of my life... I need to know, so they can pay for their crimes!

"BB you ready? I can't wait! I mean we've been here for almost 2 years with no action, but with our 'take no prisoners' attitude, and our will for justice, they chose us for this assignment." Ric said with excitement.

"Not to mention that you can shot any target from 350 yards away easily... with your razor-sharp eye." Vic came in, placing my salad on my desk.

"Well when you have the right equipment at your disposal, I guess anyone can do it." I stopped clicking the keyboard of my computer and started to eat.

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