"Yeah, okay." JJ snorted, "Thanks Lieutenant." His eyes had adjusted to the light. It was only slightly less blinding. It was amazing what a year without air pollution did for visibility. Or maybe he'd just been indoors for longer than he was used to.
He hopped up the front steps of the house across the street, stopping at the door, unsure if he should break the glass, or let Laney do that lock-picking-thing that she did. He was hoping this house was nicer than the last one. No pink doily guest rooms.