INT. - SILVER CITY COLLEGE - NIGHT

Kinsey closed her office door, ignoring the fact it was well past midnight, heart heaving and aching as she sank into her chair and slumped forward, unable to think or act past that simple collapse.

What a hell of a night. The poor boys who Sommers had hurt, not to mention Gage and his loss, all weighed on her as though she could have done more to help. She considered with vague interest a cup of coffee might go a long way to help her ...