It was suicide by cop, Kate. Get over it.
Get over it. Get over it.
The words echo in her head as if they've been recorded onto a repeating loop she can't turn off.
Get over it. Get over it.
Sometimes she hates her job, and today is one of those days.
Get over it.
He's not the first man she's shot at. He's not even the first man she's killed.
Get over it.
But he is the first innocent she's killed. The first person who she couldn't tell herself deserved it.
Get over it.
She's not sure she can.