"Officer Shawn and Officer Turner found her walking down the street in her housecoat and slippers," Detective Tanya Hudson said twenty minutes later.
Sarah had driven like hell, found a parking space a block and a half away from the Police Plaza, and ran up to Hudson's office with five seconds to spare, only to find Detective Hudson entertaining Jemima Atkins, who was drinking Diet Pepsi and eating cream crackers from a vending machine, in front of a TV in the lounge. Her fuzzy slippers were dirty and worn on the bottom, as they were clearly not meant for walking long distances outdoors. And her hair stood out at weird angles to her head, the way it had back when she was living in Morrison House and Old Age Home, where nobody cared for her.
"They drove her back to the house, but no one w
