It takes me a goddamn hour to get through the station.

Phones are ringing off the hook and everyone needs paperwork signed off or a fresh set of eyes on their case. By the time I finally make it to my office and close the door, I'm so anxious for the scent of Sadie, I almost rip the drawer clean out of my desk.

I take out the steel box and place it in front of me, unlocking it with the combination only I know, flipping open the lid to take out a pair of her panties. Cost me hundreds to have these taken from her things in juvie, but...