She was silent as she walked, knowing that she couldn't stop but also that people were looking at her. She had blood running down one side of her, having just been in a pretty nasty car wreck. Her partner, the one she'd been in the car with, was dead, and she was heading off somewhere to get the help she knew that she would need now. She couldn't do this alone, after all.
Of course, she made sure that the cops and whatnot were taken care of regarding the wreck. Once she was told she was free to go, she headed off.
She made her way into the entry of the building and up to the desk where one lone guard was sitting, newspaper hiding his face.
"I would like to speak with the one in charge, a Mr. Hal Sharp." She stated, her voice almost curt, but there was a very minimal hint of pain behind her words.
Of course, she made sure that the cops and whatnot were taken care of regarding the wreck. Once she was told she was free to go, she headed off.
She made her way into the entry of the building and up to the desk where one lone guard was sitting, newspaper hiding his face.
"I would like to speak with the one in charge, a Mr. Hal Sharp." She stated, her voice almost curt, but there was a very minimal hint of pain behind her words.