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-Sandrine stood in front of her mirror, staring at her reflection in frustration. She had been trying to squeeze into a beautiful dress for the past half hour, but no matter how hard she tried, it just wouldn't fit.
-She tugged at the fabric, trying to stretch it over her curves. But it was no use. The dress was too small, and Sandrine felt uncomfortable playing dress up.
-She sighed and slumped down on her bed, feeling defeated, she felt anything but glamorous.
-Her phone rang, and it was Jack. She hesitated for a moment before answering, unsure of what to say.
+at policemans ball there se sees her assailant it is the rich researcher or his brother
-"Hey," she said, trying to sound cheerful.
+Assailant is extremely rich person owning genetic research facility and test producer, thus assailant finds victims world wide. Determined to eradicate the genetic problem.
-"Hey, how are you holding up?" he asked, his voice strained.
+Evt schitzo gen marker
+http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2009/02/090203145504.htm
+http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2007/01/070124120337.htm
-"I'm fine, you sound like shit though," Sandrine said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. "Is it hard to talk with a hole in you?"
-Jack coughed and let out a small laugh. "Yeah, it is. But I wanted to check on you. How are you doing?"
+They meet - staring each other down
-"I'm okay," Sandrine said, feeling a sense of comfort in talking to Jack. "Just having some trouble with this dress."
+EuroCop asks about DNA business, assailant cant really escape as she's with some vip
-There was a moment of silence before Jack spoke again, his voice serious. "Sandrine, I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what. And I know you'll do a great job tonight."
+smalltalk but in a way that it is clear to the both of them that they are fully aware who's who
-Sandrine felt a lump form in her throat. "Thanks, Jack. I really appreciate it."
+Heard u were attacked
-They talked for a few more minutes, and then Jack hung up. Sandrine looked at herself in the mirror again, taking a deep breath. Maybe the dress didn't fit, but that didn't mean she couldn't do some kick-ass police work.
+I was, too bad the wireless cameras were jammed or we would have had a very clear picture of the assailant
+yeah too bad, it is unfortunate that people have no respect for law and order any more, if only such traits could be bred out of existence.
-Sandrine arrived at the Policeman's Ball in her Kinetica, while a sleek and modern car that turned heads on the street it seemed somewhat out of place among the limosines pulling up outside the venue.
+Excuse me I have to go to the toilet
-She took in the view. The exterior of the building was grand, with large pillars and intricate architecture that added to the elegance of the event.
+EuroCop goes out to barf.
-As she stopped her car, a valet rushed over to help her. He opened the door for her and extended his hand to help her out, and as she stood up, "don't worry, it's self parking" Sandrine said with a smile to the valet.
+Assailant uses the opportunity to slip away from party
-"Welcome Mam", the valet answered politely as the car beeped and then smoothly drove itself into the nearby parking basement.
+EuroCop fuming with anger also leaves the party
-Sandrine straightened out her dress and made her way towards the entrance. There was a red carpet laid out for the attendees to walk on, and she felt a sense of excitement as she made her way down it.
+At the hospital talking to partner
-Before she could enter the building, however, she had to go through the security check. The security guards were thorough but efficient probably ex cops, and she was quickly cleared to enter.
+be careful etc.
-Inside the lobby, she saw the Chief, who greeted her with a warm smile. "Thank God save me", he grinned. They made small talk for a few minutes, discussing the event and the guests who were arriving.
+No problem
-The lobby was filled with the sound of chatter and laughter as people mingled and caught up with old friends.
-Sandrine saw some familiar faces from the force and others who were new to her. She felt a little out of place in her dress.
-As she made her way through the lobby, she heard snippets of conversation about the latest case. It seemed like everyone was talking about it, speculating on who the perpetrator might be and what their motive could be.
-Sandrine made a mental note to keep her ears open, hoping that she might catch a clue that could help her in her investigation. She smiled and made her way deeper into the event, ready to enjoy the night and do some undercover detective work at the same time.
-Then she looked up and saw him standing across the room, staring back at her. She had been searching for the assailant, trying to find any clue that might lead her to him, and now, here he was.
-They locked eyes, both knowing exactly who the other was. The assailant made his way over to her, and Sandrine tried to play it cool.
-"Nice to see you again," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
-"What do you mean?" Sandrine asked, trying to sound tough.
-"Oh Just making small talk, isn't that what people do at these events" the assailant replied. "Heard you were attacked. Must suck you being a cop and all"
-Sandrine didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much the attack had affected her, so she shrugged it off.
-"I'm fine," she said, trying to belittle him. "It takes more than some puny criminal like that to keep me down."
-The assailant enjoyed this and continued taunting her.
-"I heard all the electronic surveilance went down when it happened. If only the wireless cameras weren't jammed, they could have had a clear picture of the attacker."
-Sandrine gritted her teeth, trying to keep her cool.
-"Yeah, too bad," she said through clenched teeth. "If only people had some respect for law and order these days."
-The assailant nodded in agreement, mentioning how his brother the "Rock Star" Researcher was working hard to breed out such traits. Sandrine felt sick to her stomach, realizing that the assailant's brother was likely the famous genetic researcher they had been looking for, he was the connection.
-She needed to get out of there, and fast before she took him down right here and causing a scene, this creep had connections and money beyond imagination, that meant laywers and wiggling she could not handle without rock solid proof, her place had been devoid of any genetic evidence it was almost as if the techs coukd have been paid off to not find anything.
-"Excuse me, I have to go to the toilet," she said, making her way out of the room.
-Once outside, she leaned against the wall, feeling physically ill. She punched the wall regreting it instantly. She couldn't believe that the assailant had been right in front of her, and she had been unable to do anything about it.
-As she made her way back to the party, she saw the assailant slip away into the crowd. Sandrine was fuming with anger, knowing that he had slipped away once again. She couldn't let him get away with this.
-The rest of the event was an agony to go through, hearing about the fantastic research being done and how lives were being transformed. Seeing her fellow blues getting medals pinned to their chest while she knew there was an assailant and probable murderer free in the crowd.
-Later that evening Sandrine was sitting at Jack's bed, she had made a stopover at the hospital on her way home from the ball.
-"I saw him, Jack," she said, clenching her fists in frustration. "He was there, right in front of me, and I couldn't do anything."
-Jack leaned forward in his hospital bed, concern etched on his face. "What happened?"
-"We talked," Sandrine said, her voice barely above a whisper. "He knew I recognized him. We made small talk, but it was clear that we both knew what was going on. And then he taunted me, saying that it's too bad the wireless cameras were jammed, otherwise we could have caught a clear picture of him."
-Sandrine paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing. "And then he mentioned his brother, said that his brother was working hard to breed out people like him. Can you believe that?"
-Jack looked at her, eyebrows raised. "What do you mean, breed out people like him?"
-Sandrine shook her head. "I don't know. It was just a passing comment. But it made me think, what if they really are doing that? What if they're using genetic testing to selectively breed out traits that they deem undesirable in the human race? It's a scary thought, Jack."
-"I know," Jack said, his voice gentle. "But you can't let it consume you, Sandrine. You have to be careful, take your time. We'll catch him, I promise."
-Sandrine nodded, taking comfort in Jack's words. "I know. It's just frustrating, you know? To be so close and yet so far. But I won't give up, Jack. I'll keep pushing, keep fighting. For the victims, for justice."
-Jack smiled weakly, his eyes closing. "I know you will, Sandrine. I know you will."
-"But I really mean what I said. You need to be careful out there, Sandrine," he said, his voice hoarse. "I don't want you getting hurt. These are some very powerful people"
-"I know, I know," Sandrine said, trying to keep her voice steady. "But I can't just sit back and do nothing. Not after what happened to you."
-"I don't want you to take unnecessary risks," her partner said, squeezing her hand. "Promise me you'll be careful."
-Sandrine nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "I promise," she said. "I'll be careful."
-They talked for a few more minutes, and then the nurse came in to check on Jack's vitals. Sandrine gave his hand a gentle squeeze and got up to leave.
-"I'll see you soon," she said, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead.
-As she walked out of the hospital room, Sandrine couldn't help but feel a sense of determination. She was going to catch the person responsible for all of this, no matter what it took.
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 EuroCop presents her evidence to assailant at some place she has chosen
-he flees as he understands game is up
-death defying motorcycle chase on a construction yard, brother of researcher is a construction mogul
-after assailant is brought down by eurocop making stuff fall inn front of him by flying through air on motorcycle and shooting her gun felling assailant from his bike
 EuroCop half dead when cops arrive

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