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Quinn

Quinn pushed open her apartment door, Jax right behind her. His hands were already on her hips, pulling her close as the door clicked shut. She kicked off her shoes and turned, lips crashing into his.They stumbled toward the bedroom, her shirt hit the floor first, then his and fell onto the bed, her on top."Fuck me," she whispered, voice rough from the day's grind. Being a detective isn't easy, let alone a homicide detective.Jax gripped her from behind, guiding her down. She sank onto him, inch by inch, moaning as he filled her. "Don't worry, detective Hale... I'll fuck all the stress out of you." She rode him hard, hips rolling, breasts bouncing. His hands roamed her body, thumbs brushing her nipples. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, but she ignored it, chasing the heat building inside.It rang again, vibrating louder. Jax thrusts deeper, smirking. "Someone wants you bad." Quinn leaned forward, kissing him to shut him up. The third ring cut through, insistent.Jax's hands spre

Damian

Quinn didn’t lower the gun.For a moment, the room seemed to close in around them, the quiet stretching just enough to make every sound feel sharper than it should have been. He raised his hands slowly.“Okay, that feels excessive. I get why you did it, I do, but still... can you lower the gun before I faint?”, Damian said in a panicked voice.Quinn didn’t react. “You’re in a crime scene.”“I noticed,” he replied, a little too fast. “Hard to miss, really. Dead body, tense atmosphere, you pointing a gun at me. Whole thing is very clear. HAHA.”Quinn took a step closer, her grip steady, her expression unreadable as she studied him more carefully now. He wasn’t as composed as she had first thought. “Let’s try this again,” she said. “Why are you here?”He let out a short breath, almost a laugh, but there was an edge to it. “I told you, my name is Damian. I heard about the case and got curious.”“That’s not enough.” Quinn replied.“I know, I know,” he said quickly, nodding like he was tr

Mark

“Who really are you, Damian?” she murmured under her breath.By the time Quinn stepped out of the estate, the night had settled into a heavy, unmoving quiet. The kind that made everything feel slower, thicker, like the world itself was holding its breath. Her phone buzzed just as she reached her car. She didn’t need to check.“Hale. Office now.”The line went dead.Quinn exhaled slowly, staring at the screen for half a second before slipping it back into her pocket. No explanation, no delay. Just another order from her boss, Mark.“You’re still here.” She didn’t turn as she said it, but she could hear him shift behind her.“Yeah,” Damian admitted. “I wasn’t sure if I should leave or… stay or… yeah.”Quinn finally looked at him, unimpressed. “What do you want?”He hesitated, which already told her more than enough. Then, like he’d decided to just jump and deal with the fall later, “A job.”She blinked once. "You’re serious?”“I helped you,” he said quickly, stepping forward, words pick

Victor

"Quinn, wait, this is crazy. We just met-" His words spilled out, muffled against her mouth as his tongue darted in eagerly, kiss turning messy and deep.She grabbed his shirt, calm fingers steady, silencing him with firmer pressure. His hands roamed her back haphazardly, breath hitching. 'God, you taste, OH crap, the doors!' The ding echoed; lobby lights spilled in.Quinn broke away, eyes locked on his, cool command in her gaze. "Come with me." She tugged his hand, leading him out.At her door, keys turned smoothly. She backed him against the wall, kissing him deeply, hands stripping his shirt with precise tugs. "Oh wow, you're very... hyper." He gasped as she pushed him to the bed, shedding clothes in a frantic trail, his pants kicked off awkwardly, hers folded aside.Straddling him, she moved with deliberate rolls, drawing him inside her heat. Damian moved messily, hands clutching her thighs. "Am I- oh fuck, yes, you like that? I'll... move deeper." His rhythm jerked fervent, words

Aisha

By the time the board started making sense, the room already felt different, heavier somehow, like the case had finally shifted from scattered pieces into something intentional, something that had been waiting for them to catch up.Quinn stood in front of it, arms crossed, her gaze moving slowly across the victims, their photos pinned side by side with timelines and notes bleeding into one another. At first glance, it still looked like chaos, three different men from three different cities with no obvious overlap, but the longer she looked, the more that absence itself began to feel like the pattern.“There’s something we’re not seeing,” she said, her voice calm but edged with focus.Damian, who had been pacing behind her for the last ten minutes, stopped mid-step, his attention snapping back to the board as if the thought had been circling in his head already.“No,” he said, shaking his head slightly as he stepped closer, “not something we’re not seeing. Something we’re not looking f

Rhea

"The cases are from my hometown..." Quinn said to the team in disbelief.It sat at the back of her mind even as the team dispersed, even as Mark started issuing instructions and Aisha returned to her lab, even as Damian tried, unsuccessfully, to act like everything was normal. It wasn’t, nothing about this was normal anymore.Quinn stepped out into the hallway, the noise of the office fading slightly as she pulled her phone out, staring at the contact list for a moment longer than necessary before scrolling down.She hadn’t called in years. Her thumb hovered for half a second, then she pressed dial.Rhea picked up on the third ring.“Well,” her voice came through, light but sharp in a way Quinn remembered too well, “this is unexpected. Should I be worried or offended?”Quinn leaned against the wall, closing her eyes briefly. “Still dramatic, I see.”“Only when people disappear for years and suddenly call me like nothing happened,” Rhea replied. “So which one is it? Crisis or guilt?”“

Arjun

Rhea had just finished speaking, her words still hanging in the space between them, heavy and impossible to ignore.“They all went to the same school,” she said, her gaze steady on Quinn. “Same senior batch. And we were right there, just a few years behind.”Quinn leaned back slightly, her fingers resting against the edge of the table as she processed it, her expression controlled but her mind already moving too fast. “That doesn’t explain why they’re being targeted now,” she said, her tone calm but sharper than before. “Plenty of people went to that school.”Rhea gave a faint, knowing smile. “Not like them.”Damian shifted beside Quinn, clearly trying to keep up with a history he wasn’t part of, his eyes moving between the two women. “Okay, I’m going to need more than that,” he said, running a hand through his already messy hair. “Because right now it just sounds like coincidence with extra steps.”“It’s not coincidence,” a voice cut in.All three of them turned.A man stood a few fe

Selena

The morning air felt heavier than it should have.Quinn barely remembered getting dressed. One second she had been lying in bed beside Damian, still caught in the warmth of his arms and the unfamiliar comfort of not waking up alone, and the next she was standing in front of the bathroom mirror trying to steady her breathing while Mark’s words repeated inside her head.It’s Arjun.Behind her, Damian leaned against the doorway, unusually quiet for once. His hair was still messy from sleep.“You okay?” he asked softly.Quinn let out a dry laugh. “What do you think, genius?”“Quinn.”She closed her eyes briefly before grabbing her jacket from the counter. “I don’t have time to fall apart right now.”Damian stepped closer this time, slower than usual, like he was learning how to approach her without making her retreat. “I was thinking you’re trying really hard not to.”For a moment she said nothing, that annoyed her more than if he had pushed.Because he was right.The drive to the crime s

Rahul

“I told her.” Rhea’s voice cut cleanly through the silence.“She called me this morning,” Rhea explained quietly, glancing toward Selena. “She was panicking and asking where Arjun was. I figured she deserved to know.”Selena nodded weakly beside the patrol car, still visibly shaken. I told Arjun's brother, Rahul. He should be here soon."I'm here, Selena." Rahul cuts through the crowd and Selena rushes to him, hugging him tight.Quinn thought about the coincidence... "Rahul... what if Arjun was trying to say Rahul is involved? He did try writing R."Rahul gave Quinn a small nod and they left those two alone.The atmosphere shifted after that. Officers moved around the alley collecting evidence while the early morning crowd outside the police tape slowly grew larger, whispers spreading faster than Quinn could process. Another body. Another connection to the school.Damian moved closer beside her, lowering his voice slightly. “You okay?”“No,” Quinn answered honestly.That surprised bot

Leon

“If it isn’t my favourite lady…”Quinn froze instantly.A man stood near the far railing, cigarette smoke curling slowly around him as city lights reflected faintly against familiar dark eyes. The years had changed him in subtle ways. Broader shoulders. Sharper features. A colder kind of confidence sitting beneath the calm expression she remembered too well.But it was still Leon.Still the boy who used to lean against school corridors waiting for her between classes. Still the senior every girl stared at while he only looked at her.For a second, Quinn forgot the murders. All she could see was the past standing in front of her.Leon smiled faintly, lowering the cigarette. “You still get quiet when you’re shocked.”Quinn finally found her voice. “What... what are you doing here?”“I could ask you the same thing.” His gaze moved over her carefully, almost disbelieving. “You disappeared, Quinn.”The words landed harder than they should have.Rain tapped softly against the rooftop around

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