LEILA'S POV
I kept my expression open and pleasant, knowing she needed to get to it in her own time.
"I'm not sure I should be here talking with you when I have work to do," she finally said
"You are right. But believe me when I say that I'm sure you haven't really gotten work done today, not with the way you are looking and acting. Isn't that right?"
She nodded and once more began twining her fingers nervously around each other. I pointedly looked at them. She noticed me looking and stopped.
"I guess most people will say that what I saw was traumatic," she blurted out.
"Yeah. I understand. Maybe you should not have looked at the gory scene with the rest of them as soon as you suspected what had happened to the... girl."
"I didn't go to gawk at the corpse," she protested. "I- I -
