INT. - SILVER CITY COLLEGE LIBRARY - NIGHT
Kinsey leaned over the heavy, wooden table, the green-tinted lamp shade casting an odd color over the vanilla pages of the book before her. She almost slammed it closed in frustration, pinching at the bridge of her nose under her glasses, hating she couldn't concentrate.
Damn Gerri and Julian and Jackson and Simone. Damn everyone. Kinsey's toe kicked the heavy leg of the table, a childish gesture that she instantly regretted, pain spiking up her shin from the blow. Way to purposely stub her own toe.
Loser.
Speak of the devil and she appeared, Gerri's tall, broad-shouldered form entering the library and coming toward her in her ground-eating stride. The archive was empty this time of night, so the detective probably flashed her badge at the nig
