By 10 am monday morning, Alesha was feeling stressed out and burnt out. "this is going to be a long day, she thought to herself" she sighed and continued on typing up her caseload. it was a good thing that she was always very punctual about her filing system, so she was pretty much up to date, because today was the day that anything could push her over the edge.
Alesha's weekend was at the sametime uneventful and horrible. Her vow to remain strong broke around 3 am saturday morning, when she woke up in sorrowful tears, replaying the dancefloor scene over and over again in her head. She couldn't get the look in his eyes out of her head. and the rest of the weekend went down hill from there. She didn't go out for her usual run, she didn't do her big shop for the weeks food, she didn't do her sunday cleaning. She just sat around and moped. and inbetween those 2 things she also weeped. the kind of soul wrenching sobs that wracked your very core.
So When Monday came, she looked a terrible mess, with sallow skin, limp hair and puffy eyes.
But she was determined to get her act together today. She would get her mojo back, by force if she had too. She planned a long lunch break, with a trip to the day spa around the corner, to get a facial and a mani/pedi. That ought to perk her right up,she thought to herself, forcing a brighter outlook regardless of how she felt inside. If James questioned her she might have to murder him, but so be it, she smiled in spite of herself, at the thought.
Matt skulked towards his desk, hoping Ronnie wouldn't be there as yet, but his luck didn't hold. because the older detective was there and looking extra aware. Matt slid into his seat, and turned on his computer.
" Matty, my boy, you look a bit worse for wear!, what the hell happened to you?" Ronnie said as he eyed Matt expertly before continuing " let me guess? its a woman".
Matt looked at his partner in awe. "how'd you do that so fast? and yea its a woman, but i'm dealing with okay? just leave it alone" he ducked his head back down and pretended to be absorbed in his work, but Ronnie wasn't buying that at all.
" You, my son, are not handling it at all. if i know you, you're just avoiding it, hoping it will all go away. now come on, out with it, gimme the details, so I can help you solve this case" Ronnie teased gently, he knew Matt looked like he was on the end of his tether. Ronnie accurately guessed that Matt probably hadn't slept much over the weekend, and was overthinking everything. If there was one thing Ronnie Brooks could do, was read people, and he did that very well.
But before Matt had a chance to answer, Ronnie's phone rang interrupting the younger man's confession. It was James steel, requesting their presence at his office. When Matt's face went a chalky shade at the news, Ronnie had an inkling.