A large cop who slightly resembled Doakes pulled Deb away from the kid. The two exchanged words with the larger man pointing at the door, "Take a lunch. Just clear your head for a few hours."
Deb looked from Fray to the fellow officer. The detective was still a bomb waiting to go off. She grabbed her blazer and put it on over her blouse.
As she started leaving the larger cop looked to Fray. He might be able to help her with that report. Deb still had no idea what was happening. Deb pulled out her cell to call her brother. Again.