Ink Challenge by Stellamaris

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There were smudges of blue ink on the pads of his fingers, even though he’d wiped them. He could still feel Huey’s hands on his own, pressing the inky fingers to paper, rolling them, as he himself had done countless times with countless suspects.

Fear and hurt battled within him as he stared at his hands. He concentrated on the dirty swirls before him to keep his thoughts straight. There was only the ink in his world now and no cell that reeked of urine or best friend who had tried to warn him or lover who had betrayed him.