After lunch, in the police station conference room.
Renee Jennings sat before the terrarium, feeding the trembling little spider, her mind on Michelle Fuller out in the main office area.
She turned to Sawyer and said, "I'm going to go check on Michelle."
"Okay," Sawyer nodded. "It's her first time dealing with something like this. She must be pretty shaken up."
"Yeah." Renee Jennings stood up and walked out of the conference room.
Michelle Fuller was just coming out of an interview room after giving her statement, and the two ran right into each other. "Renee."
"Feeling any better?" Renee Jennings asked, taking her hand. "Want to go across the street and grab a coffee or some milk tea?"
"Much better." Michelle Fuller linked arms with her and smiled. "No, it's okay. If you're busy, go ahead. I already called Hank to come pick me up."
Renee Jennings pulled her toward the station exit anyway. "Hank isn't here yet, so let's go get some. We can grab a few for everyone else, too."
