Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

I guess he was good looking, if you liked preppy boys with so much hair
gel it made it look greasy, who probably had a collection of Star Wars dolls
— sorry, figurines, displayed proudly in their room.
No shade to any Star Wars lovers, of course.
Anyways, on paper that man was a model citizen, but my gut was
screaming there was something fishy about him.
“You’re still here?” I looked up from my desk, where the file containing
the Raymond case was open, to see Selena standing against the doorframe.
I leaned back against my chair and rubbed my eyes. It was only five but
the sleepless nights I’d been pulling lately were starting to catch up on me. I
couldn’t wait to get home and see my girls.
The thought gave me pause. I didn't know when exactly I had started
thinking about them as mine but I had. They were both mine and I would do
anything in my power to help them get through life and its hardships.
“Yeah, I should probably wrap up for the day. The girls must be waiting.”
I started pulling the file back together. “What’s up?” She looked like she
wanted to say something but didn’t know how.
“You talked to Adam lately?”
I frowned, “Yeah, I mean it’s hard not to. We share a case, we work
together on the daily. Why?”
Selena rubbed her arm, shaking her head. “He just seems out of it. I think
this case brought back bad memories for him.”
“I know what you mean. I’ll talk to him and see if he wants to check out
for a bit. A break would do him good.” She nodded and went to add
something when a uniformed officer came barging into my office, looking out
of breath.