Meanwhile, in Cascade . . .

[sensitivejim]

Rubbing his eyes, Jim dropped the very last piece of paperwork on the desk and knocked back the very last dregs of his long-cold coffee. He stretched back, the chair threatening to spill him onto the floor in the middle of the bullpen and almost tripped Banks as he blustered by

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[dark_innocence]

Lana picked up her phone absently. "Hello?"

[sensitivejim]

"Lana!" Jim said quickly, barreling through the lobby of the precinct towards the street.

[dark_innocence]

"Jim!" Her smile widened. "Hi! Oh, it's so good to hear from you!"

[sensitivejim]

"Hey," he replied, grinning into the phone. "Got any leftovers in the fridge? I'll miss dinner, but I'll probably be hungry by the time I get home."