"𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘰𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳."
- 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘫𝘦𝘧𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 1993
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a story in which Danielle and Matthew struggle as strangers, enemies, friends, and as lovers, to fight against the plague of crime in their city - and against themselves.
{this story was previously completed, but is being fully rewritten. I try to update more frequently in the summer months}
thank you for the support on the previously completed version, and the characters remain the same despite the changes.
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❝God, I hate lawyers.❞ // ❝You sleep with one.❞
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In Hell's Kitchen, nothing stays clean-not love, not blood, not the law.
Detective Lieutenant Eleanor Chen lives by procedure and spite. Matt Murdock is a lawyer with a secret and a history she can't forget. They were a fire once; now they're exes on opposite sides of the badge.
When a massacre shreds the neighbourhood, bodies stack, alibis rot, and the city's "heroes" start to look like suspects. Eleanor swears she'll keep to the book. Matt swears he can save her a few pages.
Rules bend. Lines blur. And the worst part? They still fit together a little too well.
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