A Life for a Life

A tarnished, vintage clock ticks rhythmically beside him. The soft hiss of the heater adds to this tranquil mood. Joe rubs his weary eyes and then looks at the report again. He starts to nod off. Joe shakes his head. I need to stay awake. He grabs the coffee cup beside him and drains the last of the cold, bitter liquid.

The captain and his detectives have been working through the night trying to collaborate Mike and Diego's statements and find a connection between Romero and them, but they haven't had any luck so far. Yawning, he shuffles through the mass of papers scattered across his desk. Like the other pieces in his office, it was handed down from one captain to the next. He was told it was a Berryville tradition. It's there to remind the new captain of the officers who came before him and serve as a testament to how far the town has come. The city was rebuilt after being demolished by the civil war, making it a well-blended mix of old and new.