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Pamela Morrison, Vienna Rose Pic(s)
The scent of her, a faint whisper of gun oil and expensive perfume, clung to the air as she moved through the dim apartment, her focus absolute. Her knuckles, pale and sharp, brushed agat the cool silk of a discarded blouse draped over a chair, the fabric whispering secrets agat her skin. Every detail was a potential clue, a silent testament to the life lived within these walls, and she absorbed them with a tactile hunger. Her gaze, sharp and analytical, swept over the rumpled sheets, imagining the weight of a body, the heat of a touch that was no longer there. A single, pearl earring lay glinting on the nightstand, a tiny, perfect moon agat the dark wood, and she reached for it, her fingertips tracing its smooth, cool curve. In that intimate contact, she felt not just the object, but the ghost of the woman who had worn it, the elegant line of a neck, the soft lobe it had adorned. A low thrum of electricity, part professional duty and part something far more primal, coursed through her ve, tightening her stomach. This was more than an investigation; it was a silent, desperate conversation with the missing, a need to understand the passion and the peril that had filled this room. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, and for a moment, the case dissolved into the raw, aching proximity of another woman’s essence.
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