Chapter 16: Chapter 16

“I have a horrible feeling about this damn case.”

“Are you a psychic now?”

He stuck out his tongue at the siren in the most mature way ever.

“I hope that we can solve this case soon and arrest the damn psychotic murderer.”

“Me, too, Aurelius. Me, too.”

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Unfortunately, the case seemed to drag on that evening. The only silver lining was that he got to spend the evening close to Dylan, who had stopped by the S.C.D. building around six o’clock. He stared at Dylan, who was eating a sandwich for dinner, like a lovesick puppy while they waited for the junior agents to inform them of any suspicious movements. Meanwhile, Moira rolled her eyes in disgust for the hundredth time as she gazed at them.

“Seriously, the two of you need to fuck as soon as possible. You both stink!”

“What?”

Dylan stared at Moira and him in confusion.

“Moira can smell our sexual pheromones.”

“What? Seriously?”