Tessa Garcia
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To Catch an Alien
Snow cascaded from the clouds onto the parking lot, muffling the sounds of the sirens rushing to the supercenter. Red and blue lights illuminated the parking lot. Ambulances and police vehicles blocked both entrances to the supercenter. The police chief talked to the press as everyone within the store evacuated. Chaos, it seemed, followed Agent Filmore wherever she went. As she stepped out of her black SUV, the press swarmed her, demanding answers. She was not unprepared; she simply fired back to the press she could not discuss an open case. The heavyset police chief welcomed her with an exasperated sigh and a small smile. His face was red from the cold and snow. “Glad you’re here, Agent Filmore. I thought they’d never stop asking questions.” His voice was lighthearted, despite the gruesome scene which laid ahead.
By Tessa Garcia3 years ago in Futurism