
EYES REMAIN FOCUSED ON the body as she quickly produces a badge from her jacket pocket, hoping the display of authority provides more reassurance than fear. ❛ NYPD. ❜ some kind of RIDICULOUS luck she has—confronted with what is sure to be a lengthy investigation three thousand miles beyond her jurisdiction!
❛ Were you familiar with him before, or…? ❜

❛ no, it was RANDOM ——– ❜ she replies, though her heart has sunk in her chest at the previous reveal; great, she thinks, now shit’s hitting the fan. ❛ you can’t – I MEAN. my dad’s the chief of police in the next town over, he can’t know about this, i ——— i really .. DON’T want to be involved with this, ❜ she admits, though she want’s to insist she CAN’T; at least her mild respect for authority leaves her open.