"Rosie was arguing with someone?" Seamus started to dismiss it. "And he hit you? Did you lay assault charges?" Why was it that most men would forget to do that when there was a punchup?
"Who was it?" she asked, looking for a name - any name.
Susan took a number of files from the desk, noting them in her notebook, and suggested they head downstairs. "Can you show me." She was going to have to call in others.
She scribbled off a note in her book to ask for a crew to help at a murder scene. She'd seen Hunt, Tyler and Chang there earlier, so she addressed it to them.
Seamus wasn't looking so good, and Susan didn't blame him. "Hey," she said quietly. "Are you going to be okay?"