Author: Valerie Vancollie PM
A new criminal element has arrived in LA, namely the brothers Eppes! This fic is not a crossover with Criminal Minds.Rated: Fiction T - English - Suspense - Don E. & Charlie E. - Chapters: 20 - Words: 6,850 - Reviews: 53 - Favs: 26 - Follows: 54 - Updated: 06-15-08 - Published: 04-03-07 - id: 3474194
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Crimin4l Numb3rs: Conversation
by Valerie Vancollie
valeriev84 at hotmail dot com
Summary: A new criminal element has arrived in L.A..
Note: 1) This drabble is the first in a series of
drabbles called Crimin4l Numb3rs. I consider each
drabble, or chapter as calls them, to be a seperate
fic. I am choosing to post them as one story here to prevent my bio
page from getting cluttered and to take any guesswork out of the
correct order to read the drabbles.
2)The idea for this series was given to me by fanfictionrules who got it from alleskleber. I'd like to thank both of them for the awesome idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own Don Eppes, David Sinclair or any other of the Numb3rs characters, items or situations. I only lay claim to the original aspects of the fic.
"Your client is a suspect in an ongoing investigation," David retorted.
"Based on what evidence?"
"We have several solid leads."
"No, you don't," the suspect stated calmly, his entire posture relaxed; confident. "Or I'd have been arrested and placed in an interrogation room."
David turned his head slightly to meet the dark fathomless gaze, forcing himself not to flinch under the weight of it. "Really?" he demanded, attempting to remain in control of the conversation.
"Yes. It's standard procedure."
"And you'd know all about that given your past, wouldn't you? Not to mention exactly how to plan and execute an attack as complex as Tuesday's."
"All right, that's enough. We are done here," the lawyer declared as he put his legal pad in his briefcase and rose to his feet before turning to face his client, tone respectful. "Sir?"
Don Eppes slowly stood up and smiled smugly at Agent Sinclair. "It's been a pleasure talking with you," he taunted before he turned and strode confidently out of the room, forcing agents to make way for him as he crossed the bull pen on his way to the elevator.