Det. Gibbs had the honor of talking to the press. Despite her feelings about them, she felt a rush of excitement when all of those people stopped talking and focused on her.
Then the fear set in.
She tried picturing them naked, but in several cases, that made her more afraid.
“Thank y’all for coming,” she read from the prepared statement, introduced herself and gave the same basic facts they’d broadcast over the air an hour ago.
“This is more than he’s killed in the past couple of years, isn’t it?” A voice shouted.
“The killer does seem to be gaining confidence,” she spoke shakily.
“What color were the beads?” Another voice asked.
“I didn’t say there were beads.”
“Det. Gibbs, there was a blond in a rug!”
“I cannot go into any further details,” she said.
“Do you think this is a copycat killer?”
“No,” she answered. “That concludes this press conference. Thank y’all for coming.” She took her statement and walked away.
“Are you happy to be a brunette?”
Yes.
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{Hard Work} Detective Gibbs Meets the Press
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{Hard Work} Detective Gibbs Meets the Press
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