Ryan POV:
I ended the call with Elena, and my stress returned. I was sitting and waiting for Violet, the box from last night on my lap. She strolled out of her office, hands in her pants pocket.
"Jacobs," she called, as if I was just waiting for my turn at the dentist. I got up, the box in my hands and followed her into the office. She sat down at her desk and gestured for me to do the same. "What can I do for you today?" She asked, and I pushed the box across her desk towards her. She took out a pair of latex gloves and slipped them on, "I'm assuming this is evidence or you wouldn't be bringing this to me." I nodded, she opened the brown box and looked inside.
"What the f**k Jacobs!?" She exclaimed as she started removing the contents. Pictures of me with my mother and with Elena. "
