Day 4 - Fic - Life - Dani Reese
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Title: The Job
Fandom: Life
Character: Dani Reese
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 176
Summary: Dani's thoughts on working Homicide
She walked into the crime scene. Another day, another body, outlined in chalk. Another crime already committed, wanting to be solved. Most of these killings were isolated incidents, usually rising from a domestic dispute or business deal gone wrong. Follow the money, follow the broken heart and generally you found the murderer.
Homicide wasn't like Vice- that hydra of an experience where you stopped one drug dealer here and another crawled out from under a rock, ready to take their place. Vice, where her father had pulled strings to have her assigned because she wanted to stop crimes before they had a chance to happen. She was young and naive then, thinking that insinuating herself within their ranks would stop them and not change her as a result. She thought she could handle it.
She was mistaken.
The homicide division was her second and last chance to be a cop. It wasn't glamorous, like Vice could be. It was paperwork, interrogations, making an arrest, and closing the case.
It wasn't thrilling, but it was utterly satisfying.
Fandom: Life
Character: Dani Reese
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 176
Summary: Dani's thoughts on working Homicide
She walked into the crime scene. Another day, another body, outlined in chalk. Another crime already committed, wanting to be solved. Most of these killings were isolated incidents, usually rising from a domestic dispute or business deal gone wrong. Follow the money, follow the broken heart and generally you found the murderer.
Homicide wasn't like Vice- that hydra of an experience where you stopped one drug dealer here and another crawled out from under a rock, ready to take their place. Vice, where her father had pulled strings to have her assigned because she wanted to stop crimes before they had a chance to happen. She was young and naive then, thinking that insinuating herself within their ranks would stop them and not change her as a result. She thought she could handle it.
She was mistaken.
The homicide division was her second and last chance to be a cop. It wasn't glamorous, like Vice could be. It was paperwork, interrogations, making an arrest, and closing the case.
It wasn't thrilling, but it was utterly satisfying.
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