Lindsay was at her desk looking over a case file her old partner had sent, reviewing evidence and statements for a homicide in her old district.

In a weird way it made her feel good to stretch those investigative muscles she used to have and contribute to her friends back home. And yet in another it felt good not to have to face a dead body every damn day at work.

So anyone walking in on Linz right now would find her in a thoughtful state as she paged through the report from home.