November 21st
Ben
I roll my head around my shoulders, several hours of hunching over case files taking its toll on my neck. I hear a satisfying pop as my vertebrae realign.
Jones's eyes flick up to me. Her annoyance isn't visibly present on her face, but I know it's simmering under the surface. I crack my knuckles and her eyes narrow.
She glares at me for a few seconds before bringing her expression back to neutral as her attention returns to the report in her hands.
I've never been out on duty with Jones before - hardly knew her, really - but by now, we've become acquainted with each other's quirks and pet peeves. Jones and I have been pouring over the case files for the Clarence family murders since the night we brought Anastasia here. Or Tayja, as it seems she was called. I don't u
