Starsky looked up, real contrition in his eyes. "I know it wasn't my fault we lost Hutch. I know it's not my fault we couldn't find him. But... that doesn't make it any easier to live with..."
Dobey shifted, looking embarrassed. "Starsky, you know as well as I do that just because we never found the body doesn't mean Hutch isn't dead. It's been two years, for God's sake! If he was alive, we would have found him, heard from him. But he disappeared without a trace...."
"I've died every day for the last two years." Starsky stood, bringing the conversation to an end. They had gone around and around on this subject endlessly and never resolved anything. ...While tailing an unnamed suspect, Kenneth Hutchinson simply dropped off the face of the earth.
Rated: Not Rated
Warnings: Author Chooses Not to Use Archive Warnings
Wordcount: 201415 - Hits: 7363
Complete?: Yes - Published: 07/09/2012 - Last Updated: 01/30/2013