walk away from a shaded alley
a dim fire behind me,

my face checked in phone
i use the camera to look,

pink hair a little rustled,
sunglasses,

blood on cheek dab it away....

didnt expect a phone call

winter the police m.e.

tapping accept,

- jeni here, how can i help you winter,

Winter sounding tired - got a dead thumb drive
i pulled out of a vic's arm, department being useless
can you look at it?

- if your still open i'll pick it up,

Winter - your that close?

- practice night and a walk home are good exercise...

i take off my sunglasses, back to normal glasses,
hat off, pink jumper on,
a decent pace and im soon walking in the police station,

night officer frank lebon,

nod and smile
flash my pass,

all pink im known
no need to look twice,

knock on winter door,

the morgue smelling cold and clean,

i smile into wonter tired eyes

- i.t. calling,

Winter - so late and that happy
you need a drug test...

- just your all purpose tec hear to solve your problems,

and maybe a sugar free energy drink *giggle*

winter handed me a plastic evidence bag,

- want a coffee? i need one, if i go home tired 

i will never sleep,

i reply - fox den?

winter pulling on her coat -
sure bright orange and white shop perfect for late night,

walking out together the bag in my back pack

- its better than station coffee,

talk about nothing
and everything, weather too,
rare no rain,

bright orange, brighter lights
no fox just his sister mari in the store uniform
- evening hun 2 wake up punchachino please...