Murder Wives

What has to be done

Will was on his front porch, watching his dogs run and play in the cold icy snow as the night's darkness consumed the sky while the stars blazed like fire. A loud buzz broke the silence as Will reached for his phone he saw that it was, Jack Crawford, calling him. He hesitated to answer the call. "Hello, Jack", Will's voice stuttered as he yawned.

"He escaped, Will." Jack said plainly and dull as if he was numb from everything. Like his soul had left his body, an empty, almost meaningless sentence.

The call ended as Will set his phone down,
he stood underneath the roof of his porch, staring into the dark night sky considering all the stars and how they were aligned. There was a moment of silence that was quickly broken by a soft, harsh snap of a stick indicating that Will wasn't alone.
A silhouette walked quietly towards Will like a lion stalking its prey. The silhouette became more clear as it walked closer to Will. It was, Jack.
He felt a sigh of relief knowing that it wasn't Hannibal.
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Rain started to hammer onto the cold night floor,
Jack broke the silence between the two by asking a simple yet very complicated question;
"How did Hannibal escape?" Jack knew that he had a sick and twisted relationship with Dr. Lecter. If anyone had an answer it'd be Will.

"I don't know, Jack, please leave, Molly will be back soon." Will answered quietly

Jack flinched hearing Molly's name being brought up knowing that last time he almost got her killed.
Jack nodded without word and began to leave

"Wait, Jack-" Will turned towards Jack.
"If we. .want to catch Hannibal we need bait."
Will said calmly yet nervous at the same time

Jack stared at Will dumbfounded "Will, you almost got Chilton killed the last time you suggested we use bait" Jack turned back to Will almost angry with him at the very thought of using another bait because he knew who Will wanted to use as bait.

"We need Alana. . ."
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