I smelled the roses, and the red one had the strongest scent. He seemed as relieved as I did. It wasn't quite as good as he could have done on his own, but it was still good. If I dropped shields enough for him to talk inside my head, I'd also have more of Richard in my head.
Now, you, just tell me what you need to tell me. The image was so strong, so real, that it made me open my eyes, helped me ride down the pain. I'd just wanted to go to bed, to sleep, to cuddle between them both. I am just a simple cop, and you are making my head hurt.
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