“The case file.” She said raising her eyebrow and letting a troublesome grin escape her lips, finally glancing in his direction. “Your guards have easy virtue.” She said as if reading his mind, then again focused on the folders contents, raking the pages with her eyes and then it seemed that why may be a better question then how. “What is it that you’re searching for in there?” She spread out the pictures like cards, her hands shaking, “it seems so foreign now looking at it…but then I hear them. I feel them. Their blood stained my hands and it’s… it’s calling out from within me.” She turned to face him, frozen, fixated and silent, and she laughed. “Look at them detective!” she exclaimed pressing the photos against the glass between them. “They are alive! They are alive within me!”