The Forensic Science Laboratory was located right next to Precinct 23. A large 6 story building that supported various divisions specializing in the field of: blood analysis, DNA profiling, chemical compositions, ballistic studies, computer science forensics, to even possessing their vehicle examination centre. Due to the close proximity between the two buildings, law and science have been able to exchange vital information in a moments notice without delay or longer than usual wait time.

Constable Jenny was given permission to borrow one of their conference rooms. She bowed to each groups of family members who have reported their loved one missing in the past months. Although the room itself was large with 20 or so seats, the family members only took different corners in the room. They would keep their distance from one another, nodding in greeting, while touching their cheeks to wipe away worried tears.

Jenny waited as the last of the visitors took their seats. She couldn’t help but clench her jaw at the sight of people folding their hands in prayer, bowing their head in distress, or covering their mouth in fear of the truth.

The Constable took a deep breath.

Hold it. One...Two...Three. 

Exhale. Begin.