INT. - 9th PRECINCT - AFTERNOON
Kinsey avoided the glare Jackson gave her as he spun around and strode back to Gerri, eyeing her over the detective's shoulder. She instead stayed focused on Gerri. From the irritation flashing over the redhead's face, Kinsey knew she'd have cleanup to do later, apologies to make. Right now, she had more important things to tell her.
"Here." She shoved the slip of paper into Gerri's hands, holding the Bible up to get her meaning across. "Look."
Gerri looked down, eyes widening at the neat row of six symbols drawn with child-like cartoonishness on the slip of white paper. The edges were torn, not cut, uneven, as though someone had been doodling on a page meant for something else and wanted to keep it. When Gerri's eyes rose again, they settled on the Bible
