Re: Crime Of Passion
Grissom took a deep breath and moved the mask away from his mouth. He gulped in the air of the room for a few seconds then closed his eyes. "You can't know that" He said quietly, his throat scratchy and dry. He hated the way he sounded so weak and vunerable. He always projected an image of utter control but now he felt like his grasp was slowly loosening
(sorry about the last post not making much sense I was late for work)
Grissom took a deep breath and moved the mask away from his mouth. He gulped in the air of the room for a few seconds then closed his eyes. "You can't know that" He said quietly, his throat scratchy and dry. He hated the way he sounded so weak and vunerable. He always projected an image of utter control but now he felt like his grasp was slowly loosening
(sorry about the last post not making much sense I was late for work)