On Hawkes' computer screen are three sets of prints.

First print is labeled "Michelle Vernon's medicine cabinet"

Second print, labeled "Danny Messer's bathroom window"

Third print, labeled "Syringe w/ Morphine"

The computer starts processing. All three sets of prints match.

Hawkes types another command. He knows what the outcome would be, but he wants to make sure, perhaps he needed to convince himself. He checks for any matches to the NYPD database.

Match found. Danny Messer.

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Although her eyes were closed, Lindsay wasn't sleeping. She sat on her couch, her arms crossed. She's so exhausted. Her body can only take so much. She hasn't slept for almost two days.

The voice of Danny's neurologist still echoes in Lindsay's head.

"If he doesn't wake up in the next twelve hours, we're moving him to the coma ward"

Lindsay opened her eyes suddenly, like she awoke from a nightmare. She noticed a faint beeping sound from her room. It's her cell. She receives the page she has been wanting to receive since the day before.

"Danny's awake" it read.

Lindsay grabbed her purse and ran out of her apartment.