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Round Four: Holidays

Round Four of the Awesome Ladies of White Collar prompt fest is now open! The theme for this round is Holidays. How do the ladies celebrate? Are there parties to plan? Friends and families to see? Crimes to commit or criminals to foil? You can either respond directly to the theme and post your work to the community, or you can leave prompts here that relate to the theme. Or you can do both. If you do post your work to the community, please tag it "round 4 - holidays".
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Fill: Running into the Waves
It was the perfect crime, and the perfect story,and while she scrounged around after reward money, playing Mozzie's spy games, the thought of all that treasure out there, just below the surface of the world ate away at her.
And then Adler happened, and she saw the sub herself, and the treasure was real, all of it was real... And she had thought she was going to die.
She saw the reports about the warehouse blowing up, and she didn't know if she believed it was all gone. But either way, she was done. Let someone else worry about it. Let it blow up. Let it be found. Let it end up in the hands of ecstatic museum curators. She was sick of chasing it until it chased her.
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