One Hell Of A Reuion

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

It had been a year since what happened at Chesapeake and
Clarice Starling still had a job at the F.B.I., even though she was
questioned into the death of Paul Krendler and the escape of Dr.
Hannibal Lecter, they found it wasn't any fault of her's since she
was drugged. The National Tattler kept pestering Clarice for her
story about what happened that night, even offering her good money
for her story, but everytime she refused.

To tell the truth,she really didn't give a shit about the death
of Krendler,since he basically ruined her
career. She more cared about the kiss that her and Dr. Lecter shared.
She never felt anything so soft in all her life. Well,that was before
she decided to handcuff them together and
since Clarice refused to give Lecter the key, he just took off his
own hand to return to his freedom. She still had difficulty getting
over the fact that Dr. Lecter took his own hand instead of her's. And
she was starting to come to terms about her feelings for Lecter.

Ever since the events at Chesapeake, Clarice doubted she'd ever
be put on the Lecter Task Force again and to tell the truth, she
really didn't want to be a part of the Task Force. Especially since
Arlington had a new serial killer on the loose, who was way more
dangerous then Lecter ever could be. Yes, he ate his victims, but he
never raped any of them. She had a feeling she'd be asked to join
that task force but the question was when. And the answer was coming
soon then she thought.