Bitches Getting Stuff Done Set post-4x12; no spoilers for future eps. Inspired by a thought I had after last night’s ep. Thanks to @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline for reading this over and cheering me on!
Dinah had worked in teams and with partners. She had worked with women before, too. And speaking not just about herself, female cops? They were the ones with the reputation. The ones that everyone, from low-level toughs to big bads, knew not to mess with.
But she was still pretty shocked to realize that tonight, she was here to be the buffer. To play the good cop. Because who would think the girly-pretty blonde tech genius and the brunette former party girl/current mayoral chief of staff would be playing so close to the edge?
Maybe it had something to do with the fourth woman, the woman they were here to deal with tonight. The woman currently zip-tied to a chair in the middle of this dingy, cold warehouse.
While walking to the barn located on his farm near Odon, Indiana, William Hacker smelt smoke coming from inside his farm house. He ran back to his house and discovered a fire in an upstairs bedroom. The fire department was called and the fire was extinguished. After the fire department left, another fire broke out on a mattress in a spare bedroom. Throughout the rest of the day, numerous fires broke out all over the house. In the end, 28 spontaneous fires were extinguished. One even started inside a book. The fires ended as mysteriously as they began. Hackled completely demolished the entire house and re-built it and they never experienced the Odon Fire Poltergeist again and the bizarre phenomenon could never be explained.
One of my ancestors (William Hacker, b. 1690?) came to the states from London as a convict, sent here after a night of drinking and stealing “four cocks, seventeen hens, five drakes, and five ducks belonging to Christopher Wilson.”
What, in a wheelbarrow? World’s most pocket-filled trenchcoat? I want to see this scene drawn or televised. Somebody sketch it for me?