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chapter ten

season two episode two ; chocolate milk
part three...
ninety-ninth precinct...
briefing room...
nine-forty-five am...


"And since my arrival, violent crime has gone down by 17.3%, as you can see here." Kenzie slipped into the room as Holt was talking to Wuntch just after lunch, dressed in grey slacks and red converse, a blue shirt, a grey v-neck jumper, dark blue tie, and black suit jacket unbuttoned. He'd been in the city all morning, had arrested a drunk and his perp and given Jake a massage over lunch, soothing the pain in his spine. Thankfully, Santiago was there, so the Captain hadn't been alone with Wuntch.


"Two-toned graphs? You think you can distract me from this precinct's problems with a flashy presentation?" Wuntch asked. "Same old Ray Holt. All sizzle, no steak. I'm off to do some spot-checks." Wuntch left, and Santiago totally freaked.


"Oh, my god. She's totally gonna flunk us." Amy panicked. "I haven't gotten an 'f' since i failed recess in the second grade 'Teachers need a break too, Amy.'" Amy mocked.


"Oh, honey." Kenzie gave her a look that she completely ignored, used to the teasing.


"We were doomed the minute she slithered into the precinct," Holt said, which only furthered Amy's panic.


"How is that helping?" Kenzie asked Holt, giving him a look.


"It's funny. When we first met, we had some good times."



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