Sinners Never Sleep

Oh, okay then and I take it I don’t get a choice in the matter? 

Nope. Not a single say.

Okay, who’s hidden my nutella?

"Guilty."

"Well, I’ve never seen that before so I’m guessing it’s not my evidence. Where’d you find it?"

"I found it on the way to the break room."

"There are days when I am not in the mood… No, not really. I make it look like I’m happy and positive. I’m not, really. I am full of angst and pessimistic comments but I keep them to the side."

"Well you've really mastered that because you'd never be able to tell. Me, I'd just end up letting it all out."

"Not by a long shot. Doesn’t mean I get used to this stuff. I mean, I’ve got a little sister and a mother and just the thought of them in this position is horrible."

"That's your first mistake, you can't look at it that way otherwise this job is going to eat you alive. You've got to separate yourself from this or you won't be able to be objective."

I know this, trust me with the stuff I've seen I know this more than anyone but this girl was different I'm telling you. She'd finally got her life on track and everything sorted, I know it. So please if you could just take one more look at her I would really really appreciate it. I know, I've already sorted someone else to take over the case if it goes anywhere."

You're not but it seemed to fit so I'm rolling with it. It's your new nickname.

I thought I would pretend I’m being useful around here. It’s not working very well.

Now what on earth would ever give you that idea?