Post by laura on Aug 1, 2006 16:30:14 GMT 1
Laura finally got home and routinely turned on her jazz music but she wasn't listening to it. This case she was working on was by far her hardest. She'd never worked on a case where a coworker, or even someone she just knew was the victim. Everyone was really upset about it. The new girl had tried to make the mood a little better as they processed the crimescene, but Hamlet had gotten pissed at her for that and for a while, she was pissed at Hamlet for getting pissed at the new girl. But she guessed everyone was dealing with it in their own way and his way was to be no-nonsense, down-to-business and screw trying to lighten the mood.
She hoped Brian was alright, but her pessimism kept kicking in. The creeps sent his finger to the lab. Distached from the rest of his hand. That made her worried enough. What if they had already killed him? No, they couldn't have...at least not when they sent the finger. The labs proved he'd been alive when they cut it off. But still...
She switched off her music and quickly got into bed. She didn't want to think about this anymore right now.
She hoped Brian was alright, but her pessimism kept kicking in. The creeps sent his finger to the lab. Distached from the rest of his hand. That made her worried enough. What if they had already killed him? No, they couldn't have...at least not when they sent the finger. The labs proved he'd been alive when they cut it off. But still...
She switched off her music and quickly got into bed. She didn't want to think about this anymore right now.
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