Patience they say is a virtue, and the ability to abstain is an even greater weapon. In Millie's case, both of these were dents affecting her work capability. Almost everyone at the precinct had gone to visit the detective with some gift or the other.
"You're still here?." Milo asked stepping into the room, holding a test result in his right hand.
Millie withdrew from the microscope she was looking into, shaken by her brother's piercing voice.
"Of course, where else would I be?." She retorted, asking him a question in return. Her eyes zoned in on the test results from the blood samples found on the pieces of glass splattered across the crime scene.
"I don't know, probably at City hospital checking up on somebody." He gave his sister an incredulous stare, waiting for her to fill in the blanks of the conversation.
