The days are mushing together. Can't tell one from another anymore. Today is Monday. Always hated Mondays.
I see Miss Ida when I get the paper. She's seventy-five and lives next door. Her husband died a year ago and now she looks for me to talk to. I ain't got time on a case like this so I avoid her. Sometimes I can't.
Atkins calls to chew my ass about the headline in the paper. Tells me to look for one killer and forget the copycat. Ain't no secret he wants to send me down the road. This headline might be all he needs.
I find Vecchio at Squad going over autopsy reports. She thinks we're missing something.
No shit.
I see Miss Ida when I get the paper. She's seventy-five and lives next door. Her husband died a year ago and now she looks for me to talk to. I ain't got time on a case like this so I avoid her. Sometimes I can't.
Atkins calls to chew my ass about the headline in the paper. Tells me to look for one killer and forget the copycat. Ain't no secret he wants to send me down the road. This headline might be all he needs.
I find Vecchio at Squad going over autopsy reports. She thinks we're missing something.
No shit.
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