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"But. ."

{♤};;— "Fancy seeing you again. Small world, isn't it? How's work?"

"Aren't you the one that tormented me when I was tangled in those bloody ribbons? We're not going to have a repeat of that, are we?"

[TEXT] "That’s one way to make my acquaintance " [SENT]

Dante looked down at his cuffed wrist, then at the person he was cuffed to. “Uh…was I drunk last night?” he asked, smiling slightly. How in the hell did he get like this? And who was this person he was stuck to?

Tara was dressed up in her FBI uniform, formal and such. She had been walking around town for the past hour now and was tired, but she still had to work in the hot weather. She took a swig of water before talking to another local,"Excuse  me," She held up her badge,"FBI, I've got a few questions about the Beverly murders."