31 Laying low.

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Larissa was surprised when they arrived at Bruce’s house to find her commander already there. She walked towards him, feeling nervous when she saw the look in his eyes. This was far more serious than she thought. Larissa opened her mouth to say something to him. But he shook his head. “Let’s talk inside,” he said. Bruce took her hand and they walked into the house. They walked into the lounge, and Bruce led her to the couch. Larissa sat down. He poured them each something to drink. “Thank you,” she said as Bruce handed her a glass of brandy. She wasn’t much of a drinker, but tonight she needed something that would take the nervous energy she could feel bubbling inside her tummy away. She didn’t even know why she was nervous. She’s been on cases that were much scarier than what happened

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