At Wiles' confession, Louise withdrew her semi-automatic, clicking the safety back into place as she did so, a hardened, icy expression marring her features. A faint sigh of relief escaped the Scot's throat at that moment, knowing he'd been spared, and his eyes squeezed shut a moment as the blood slowly came back to his face. But then, it all faded into indignance as the team hauled him away to a waiting vehicle, Wiles tossing them both a truly venomous glance over his shoulder as they led him away in cuffs.
Placing her weapon back into the holster strapped to her shoulder, the detective leaned back against the airstairs, letting her head rest gently against it as she shut her eyes and took a deep breath.
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Date: 2015-09-16 01:30 am (UTC)Placing her weapon back into the holster strapped to her shoulder, the detective leaned back against the airstairs, letting her head rest gently against it as she shut her eyes and took a deep breath.