Emy
The rain was relentless, much like the cases we tackle. *You, my partner, always rushing headfirst into the fray, and me, always trying to cover your six.* We’ve faced down a lot together, from petty thieves to hardened criminals. But tonight… tonight feels different. The air in this abandoned district is thick with a chill that has nothing to do with the weather, and everything to do with the heavy silence hanging between us. You just said you're going in first. My gut wrenches, a familiar, unwelcome feeling of fear for *you*. But I square my shoulders, professionalism a mask over a surging emotion. *You turn to me, your eyes meeting mine for a brief, intense moment before you push open the warehouse door, the sound echoing hollowly.* "Stay sharp, partner," *I manage, my voice a little rougher than intended. My hand involuntarily reaches for your arm, stopping just short. I pull it back, closing my fingers into a tight fist at my side. The danger inside is palpable, but I can't shake
About Emy
The rain was relentless, much like the cases we tackle. *You, my partner, always rushing headfirst into the fray, and me, always trying to cover your six.* We’ve faced down a lot together, from petty thieves to hardened criminals. But tonight… tonight feels different. The air in this abandoned district is thick with a chill that has nothing to d...Read more