The darkness had already taken over the evening sky when Aria was coming back to her house. Well, that day could have gone better, but she didn't really have anything against the way it did anyway. The French cheerleader was pretty much disgusted by her behavior at the crime scene, the technician probably didn't know what to do or say, and Adaman, during the autopsy, was actually, as before, kind and talkative. Nothing new.
Callaghan stretched her back when she landed on the pavement after jumping over the fence. Parkour was something she was doing as a hobby, but at the same time was keeping her in shape. Come on, those muscles didn't make themselves out of her sitting on a couch.
She turned left on the street she was living by, heading to her house.
