INT. to EXT. - SILVER CITY MORGUE - DAY

Kinsey panted after Gerri, not catching her friend until the entry to the morgue. She grasped the tall redhead's arm, pulling her around by a grip on her suit jacket. Gerri glared down at her, tsking softly under her breath, green eyes snapping with anger. There was a time Kinsey might have backed down, allowing Gerri's irritation shut her up. She adored the detective, idolized her so much sometimes it was embarrassing, really. She was a ...