Oct. 26th, 2014

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None of this case was making any fucking sense.

With a grunt, De shoved one of her boot heels into the wood of the bench in front of her. She looked at the computer screen in front of her, comparing the images to the print outs on the table. And trying to find any logical explanation. At least her kind of logical.

Which, given that her kind of logical was far more lenient on the logic part than most, made it really frustrating when she was stuck on a case like this.

Hailing the waitress, she gave her a charming grin as she worked on sweet talking herself into another slice of cherry pie. And if she was lucky, it'd be a la mode, too. It would soothe some of the frustration over this bullshit case, if nothing else.

Picking up the image again, she studied the shape in the shadows with her nose wrinkling up, trying to see something new. Something she hadn't noticed before.

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