Gail watched as Oliver came in through booking and rushed to Frank's office.
The conversation clearly was not going well.
Oliver sat suddenly in a chair and put his head in his hands.
Man she wished she knew what was happening. After Swarek had left the station it had been chaos.
Everyone rushing around, all she had heard were rumors that Zoey was dead.
That seemed confirmed when three girls were escorted in. She recognized them as Oliver's girls.
Gail sighed as a wave of pity hit her and decided to see what she could do for comforting them.
Sam slammed his cruiser door and nodded at Andy as she walked towards him.
"Where's Oliver?"
She walked close before replying.
"Frank brought him in, he didn't know anything."
Sam nodded approvingly.
"Good. How are you?"
Andy nodded that she was fine. She bit her lip before speaking again.
"I don't think she did it Sam."
Sam studied her carefully.
One thing he knew about Andy was how idealistic she was. He loved her for it but it drove him crazy.
He decided against snide remark and kissed her cheek lightly.
"I know."
An hour later he had decided Andy was completely right.
Something weird was going on…Celery was nowhere to be found by anyone and the person who had ID her seemed just a little too eager.
This felt like a framing…but who would frame Celery.
"SAM!"
Sam spun to where Andy was frantically motioning to him from a corner of the crime scene.
Sam leaned in for a closer look and then shook his head and moaned.