Richard
In the hallway, I hover before tapping into my contacts, considering what to say. I don't wish to lie to Will, either as my friend or as Commissioner of Police.
And the phone vibes in my hand... Will's avatar flashes up.
"Will, I was about to call you..."
"Hello, Richard. What about?"
"I want to request copies of the hospital camera data going back for at least the last month. We'd like to go over it between us."
"You beat me to it, Richard. In fact, that's why I was calling you. Let James and Michael know to check their messages. I've just had the lab send exactly that across. How are things over there? How are they bearing up?"
"Not good. James especially. He knows it wasn't his fault but..."
"Yeah... it goes that way. Misplaced guilt. He's going to have to deal with that. And Mitch?"
"She's shattered, as you can imagine. But with all of them, being able to go over the video footage gives them something useful to contribute."