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Date: 2024-03-20 10:33 pm (UTC)I guess "disturbing" is in the eye of the beholder - in my case, I found these quotes disturbing:
A year. A fucking year. They'd met together, going over the details, working out his strategy; everything Stella had learned about Fraser's past, everything Vecchio knew about the man. He'd drank with Vecchio, listened to his story, wondering what kind of guy could fuck over a friend for a woman, and all along, he'd been sitting with a guy who could do just that."
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"Four other officers," he says dully. No one had told him that.
"Victoria has her own--methods," Fraser says, an edge in his voice. "Suffice to say, there was very good reason not to tell her who you were."
....
They'd talked in that room, about the case, about this guy, about loyalty and justice and Ray had listened to everything Vecchio said about friendship and betrayal, nodding like an idiot while they convinced him to--
Although it's not said openly in the fic, Welsh not telling Kowalski about the previous four other dead officers who died pursuing Fraser and Victoria - and Stella and Vecchio secretly getting together behind Kowalski's back, while simultaneously prepping him for the undercover gig -well, they're all kinda dark in this fic!
Then there is the semi-suicidal implication of
Ray pushes off the phone, turning around; if he'd been holding a gun, he's not sure the phone would still be standing. He's not sure he'd still be standing himself. "A year."
I dunno - little deets like that make it more disturbing, imo! It's like an AU mirrorverse where everyone is a darker version of their canonical selves.
And thank you for reading!