[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#0099ff]Jenna Westbrook[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/cc2994ca444477fdc5239520e15a5143/tumblr_inline_mrsx684Nmc1qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr][color=0099ff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Red Lake Sheriff's Department [/center][hr][hr]	Jenna watched the press conference from the windows of the Sheriff's Department. Her father had been a homicide detective before he had relocated to Red Lake a little more than seventeen years ago, but the town hadn't been able to justify a detective who only investigated murders. Instead, the man investigated everything and anything. Hell, it wasn't that uncommon for Detective Westbrook to get sent over to neighboring towns to assist with investigations. Red Lake was a relatively calm and peaceful place.

	Of course, that wasn't why Jenna was inside and not out with the others. Jeanna had sent her an email a few days back, letting Jenna know that she'd be in town. And while she wasn't related to her, Jeanna was married to the woman who gave Jenna up for adoption. Jenna didn't feel quite ready to tackle that can of worms. Besides, with everyone outside or guarding the crime scene, it gave her a chance to peruse the files at her leisure.

	Standing up and walking away from the blinds, Jenna was thankful that her position as an intern allowed her nearly full access to the department. They didn't pay her and she didn't care. Most of what they asked her to do was paperwork--either filling it or retrieving it. However, that also meant that she could look at it as much as she wanted to. Heading over to the filing cabinet, Jenna unlocked it with the keys kept stashed under the receptionist desk and began searching through the folders.  The FBI would've been given copies, but that didn't mean that Red Lake still wouldn't have them. 

	[color=#0099ff]"Walker...Walker...Walker...,"[/color] Jenna muttered under her breath, pulling Riley's file once she found it. She doubted Ryder's file would be ready for at least a day. The crime scene hadn't even finished being processed, with only the body removed so far. Jenna then took quick photographs with her flip phone of the documents, just in case, before sending a text off to Finley. 
	[center][i][color=#0099ff]Pulled Riley's file. Meet up soon? -J[/color][/i][/center]
	Shutting the phone and slipping it back into her pocket, Jenna took the file and sat down with it, her notebook and pen in front of her. Anything relevant she quickly scribbled down, using shorthand to save time. The press would keep people busy, and with any luck, by the time she finished jotting things down, no one would be the wiser. When finished, she'd slip the file back in the cabinet and slip her notebook back into her bag.