[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Police Station[/center][hr]

	Cynthia kept prattling away with movie after movie reference, each one getting more obscure than the one before it. Tim was more than happy to let someone else field her as he hopped into his police cruiser and set off towards the station as the small team took care of finishing securing the scene there at the sporting goods store. By the time they arrived, Cynthia has basically stopped talking and was more or less in a catatonic state, just staring out of the window as she watched the world go by. The entire day had more than set her on edge and it seemed that things had finally caused her to break a little bit more. 

	Tim got out of his cruiser and looked around, seeing Marc's car there in the parking lot as the rest drove up. Cynthia got out of the car and walked around aimlessly in circles for a few minutes before heading towards the door and stepping inside. Tim rushed in after her diverting the clerk and letting her know it was okay for Cynthia to wander around and to just let her be for now as long as she didn't cause any problems. 

	"Where's Marc?" Tim asked the clerk. 

	"He's in your office waiting, going over the files you have," she said before she wandered out from behind the desk and took off after Cynthia as she went deeper into the police office. Tim nodded and motioned for the girls to go ahead and follow him back. "Tinder," he said as he shuffled off his jacket and stepped into his office. "Where is Ashley and the others?"

	[color=82ca9d]"I put them in a safe house for now,"[/color] Marc said not looking up from his paper work.