TRIGGER WARNING: NOTIONS OF BODY MUTILATION
The phone was ringing for a while when Chyler finally picked up the call. Callaghan was standing in the kitchen, only in her shorts, looking for something in the fridge, and Toussaint who eventually got used to her partner's exhibitionism, raised her eyebrows seeing unknown number.
"Toussaint." She said, giving Aria a side glance. She rolled her eyes, shrugged, and then took the energy drink from the fridge.
"Good evening, detective Toussaint, commandant Blair Raquette." He introduced himself. "Saskatchewan Police Department in Regina."
"Good evening, sir, what can I help you with?" she looked at her watch, so did Aria. Both of them frowned, perfectly aware that a call at 22 was not necessarily bringing a gospel.
