Ronnie blinked. This guy seemed different than he had the night before, and he was instantly on guard. He stood, folding his arms across his chest as he leaned against the desk casually.
"Two murders. Ok. Wait. Who exactly is this 'we'?" he asked, then blinked as the computer dinged to let him know that the woman had replied again. He brought the message up, reading it, then let out a groan.
"For Christ's sake," he said, turning and starting to type. "Just a minute, Cath."