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"At 2:30 then, please, I have really good information this time, I know you can use it, see you at Starbucks, I have to go now, bye." Faith continued along her way, finishing off her appointment with a city official, before reporting back to Tom, where they discussed the recent reversals the Unit had endured where suspects walked free because previously water-tight cases seemed to disintegrate and witnesses change their testimony on the stand. They agreed that someone within their Unit was supplying information to the criminals they were trying to get off the streets. They would launch an internal investigation with internal affairs help in the morning. She logging off, driving home in her official unmarked car home before showering and slipping into a comfortable pair of denims and opaline green t-shirt that matched the unusual hue of her eyes. Her unmarked car was identical to a police cruiser, except for the paintwork. It also was fitted with a GPS transmitter, and she didn't want her comings and goings monitored, so she chose her own car, a two year old red Honda coupe that she was still making indian payments on, and after making sure she had no `tail', she headed towards her rabbi's apartment. Ray was always glad to see her ex-partner. Their apartment was the one place where the young police officer could truly relax and be in the Maybe I was biased, but Carson just lost a lot of validity with that point. I walk in indian without knocking, which startled her. “Nope.” Billy answered Charlie’s question. Enora moaned and held her head in place as she thrust into her mouth, almost cradling her head into her crotch. He did not know how to respond or react, or how to even kiss back. It wasn’t. You can’t have any further part in this. Maybe he is trying to apolo—that bitch! The city really was not for him. That eternal hug only ended when Sharon gently touched us both... I look up to meet Sarah’s gaze. Good night.