CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
chicago


HARLOW WALKED IN THE PLACE THIS DOCTOR SAMSON GUY WAS IN, dick followed her looking around for anyone. harlow put her hand in her pocket feeling vibrations come out of her palm, just in case if anything happened she would be ready. they looked at an old woman, harlow getting bad vibes off of her. they turned the corner to an elevator, which dick pressed the button looking at harlow rolling his eyes. dick grayson just wanted this mess to be over with rachel, he didnt want her to be in danger anymore. harlow in return gave him a soft smile leaning on the wall.

dick looked up seeing a camera, he glanced at harlow making her look at it, "great." she mumbled looking back at the elevator. she tapped her foot impatiently, it seemed like forever for this elevator to open. harlow blew a bubble in her gum, usually she would take the stairs in situations like this, after all she could 'fly'.

"butterscotch?" the old lady asked from behind dick, harlow looked at her, then the butterscotch. something told harlow that the butterscotch wasn't butterscotch, harlow watched many episodes of criminal minds and vampire diaries to know if someone suspicious gives you something, it probably isn't good.

"thank you." dick replied as he grabbed one, the old lady looked at harlow but she shook her head no. the lady smiled before shoving the butterscotch in harlow's hand. she glared, but didnt do anything, she would just throw it out.

"you're very welcome dear." the old lady replied with a creepy ass smile. she walked away and harlow swatted the candy out of his hand. she stomped on it looking at dick who pressed his lips together. harlow then threw hers on the floor, breaking it also. 

"seriously?" dick asked as harlow crossed her arms. she ignored him, feeling a buzz in her pocket. the woman grabbed her phone seeing cisco ramon texted her, someone harlow hasn't talked to in years. she ignored the text, putting her phone back in her pocket. 

the two looked at each other in silence, harlow tapping her foot impatiently. the doors finally opened making harlow sigh as the two walked in. another long wait, this time it ended up with a glass door. harlow opened it handing it off to dick, she looked around, this place was sketchy.

dick stopped looking at harlow who looked around, she knew the look. he was thinking. harlow walked down a staircase, her hand was stuck out ready to attack. dick followed her noticing how much she was being protective, she was ready to attack at any moment. they heard someone making something as harlow turned the corner.

dick now was in front of harlow seeing the doctor stand there. she swallowed as she looked around, was he really this casual. "detective grayson and miss violet."

"are you mr. adamson?" dick asked as the man set down a wine glass. harlow felt her hand tense up knowing that something was gonna happen.

"dr. adamson." he corrected, "are you hungry? i've got something on the stove." dick and harlow looked at the egg he was cooking, harlow smelling animal and she gagged, "you're not vegetarian, are you?" i will, harlow thought. "i do prefer animal based protein." harlow gagged again looking at dick who looked back at her.

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