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In the End
by Shuis112
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Note: In this story, the buried alive story line with Sheridan
never took place. The drug cartel was caught before they could kill her because Hank confessed. Sheridan decides
to leave Harmony after Luis is no longer her bodyguard and comes back after three years with some changes in her
life. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
The wind roared across the wharf, kicking up sprays
of cold, salty water and sending loose debris flying. Along with the soupy fog, the blustery weather kept the wharf
deserted. Deserted, except for one tall, solitary figure leaning against the railing, oblivious to all that was
going on her. Her short blond hair was being tousled around by the wind, along with her gray coat, which was now
flapping wildly. A lone tear slipped from her crystal blue eyes and down her cheek, mingling with the choppy waters
below. She was back. After three long years, Sheridan Crane was back in Harmony.
"Brring! Brring!" the telephone rang. A tall, dark, muscular man looked up from what he was doing. He
sighed and ran his hands through his spiky black hair before answering the phone.
"This is Harmony PD Detective Lopez-Fitzgerald speaking." His almond brown eyes lit up at the sound
of his mother's voice. "Sure Mama," Luis answered. "Of course I'll bring Beth. You know how much
she loves your cooking. I love you too. Bye." Luis's smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Of course
he'd bring Beth. That's what he was supposed to do, right? Even so, he wished he didn't have to just this once.
He wanted to spend time with his family. Luis sighed again, then picked up the phone to invite his fiancée
over to his family's house for dinner.
Ethan Crane was lounging comfortably on the leather sofa, engrossed in a thick portfolio. His pale blue eyes
scanned page after page as a light breeze from a humming fan ruffled his sandy brown hair. There was a light rapping
at the door. Thinking his wife might have forgotten something, Ethan bounded off the couch and swung the door open.
"What did you forget now, There-" He gasped. "Sh- Sheridan?" |
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