He Crossed Some Line: part 2b

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Fade in to the police station, the same day, late afternoon.

The city may have been quieter as summer moved into fall, but my workload hasn't got any lighter. At least my pay cheque's good enough to let me buy nice clothes to the office. I love my new plaid Diane von Furstenberg suit. I've always liked to dress well, but I've noticed my work wardrobe has begun to get a little more lively. The DA's office is pretty conservative, but I am slowly moving away from black and grey in the workplace. Maybe it's because I've been there long enough to feel more confident. Or maybe it's because Tess lets me know when she thinks I'm looking nice... That makes me smile to myself as I cross over the road to the station to drop off some papers. I'm hoping Glass might be around, too; I haven't seen her in a while. Hermia, too; and I'm wondering if she heard about the scene at the Diabolique a few days ago that Tess told me about. I am really quite concerned about what Detective Ipoca might be doing...