My workday ended with me seeing two more patients and feeling like I needed a drink. Afterwards, I drove back home and changed into leggings, a sports b*a, and a shirt that said Be nice or shut up because let"s face it, some people just need a reminder. My orders were to lay low and be a wallflower, but being swept away from exciting missions got boring fast. I thought to myself, "would participating in a little investigative work hurt? I don’t think so." I grabbed my trusty nine-millimeter and went for a hike on the hogback to find the homeless shelters Helen mentioned. My chest tightened almost immediately as I struggled to pace my breathing, the path ascending rapidly. I felt like I was trying to breathe through a straw, and it made me dizzy and light-headed. I stopped frequently to cat
