An hour later the report was finished except for the details regarding Trooper Hughes’s death—she’d need to hear from the coroner about that, and his findings most likely wouldn’t be available until the next morning. As for the toxin results…
She’d better take the advice she’d given her team and go to sleep. She saved her work and turned off the laptop, then dimmed the lights. Maid service had turned down the bed earlier in the evening, so she tossed the covers back, gathered up the glass of wine, and made herself comfortable.
The problem was the image of Trooper Hughes kept running through her mind, and she realized she needed more than the wine to distract her from the current situation. As the music played softly in the background, she found her thoughts drifting to the pretty deputy
