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Hard Candy: The Right ToolA feeble ray of light shone into the shadowed room attempting to illuminate the darkness within. The thin light revealing dimly the bare water stained walls, and a table covered in newspapers and several half empty cartons of noodle-mein from Mr. Lucky's chinese take-out. The floor little better, a tangle of clothes, more newspapers, cans and bottles, and in the corner, an orange Zig jumpsuit. Ever vigilant, the ray of light tracked its way along the back wall of the room and found itself illuminating a mottled grey couch where Candace Winslow was sleeping.Hard Candy: The Right Tool
Lying on her stomach, her hair all mussed to one side, she slept li
by ~tserulyan
Hard Candy: PrologueDarkness sucked at the corners of the interrogation room. The white walls the color of pale bone under the single fluorescent light while the corners disappeared into shadows. A black table sat in the center of the small room, thin and nondescript. Two dark chairs, the kind a police force budget could afford, sat at opposite ends of the table.Hard Candy: Prologue
One chair sat empty, in the other, a young woman, in an orange jumpsuit, her hands manacled in a set of Hard-Lok metacuffs. Her feet were similarly restrained, the restraints made of bizarre alien metals lying dully against her ankles.
She sat motionless, st
by ~tserulyan
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