#excop

Cassie shot up in bed, Ronald haunting her dreams but worse the image of Jenny with her blood on Cassie’s hands. It had been well over a month since he’d gotten away and Jenny eventually released from the hospital. Cassie looked down beside her to see the sleeping form of the other woman, blonde hair splayed over the pillow. She gently reached out for reassurance she was fine and whole. They didn’t make a habit of sleeping over like this and neither had exactly bothered to talk about what it meant, only that Cassie knew there were nights where she felt less restless knowing Jenny was beside her. Although apparently that wasn’t enough to keep all the nightmares at bay. 

I’m down at the hotel bar. Wine? Prentiss should have been trying to sleep but she’d barely gotten to exchange more than a tight smile and a friendly nod with Jenny Hoyt when they’d arrived at the station in Colorado. They had all needed to get down to business. Unsolved case was high on the list of terrible ways to get to finally catch up with a friend from the job, second to only funerals. She supposed they were lucky it was the former and not the latter. Her face brightened genuinely when Jenny spotted her and she stood for a quick hug this time. 

When the Executive Branch soft-launched in Washington, DC, last spring, the private club’s initial buzz centered on its starry roster of backers and founding members. The president’s eldest son, Donald Trump Jr., is one of the club’s several co-owners, according to previous reporting. Founding members reportedly include Trump administration AI czar David Sacks and his All-In podcast cohost…

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔, 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔

A cop turned outlaw. A lawyer on the edge. Together, they’ll burn the rulebook to ash.