[center][color=D4ADD5][h1]Priya Khurana[/h1][/color]
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[i]Location: Road -> Police Station 54[/i][/center]
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Priya did some hard thinking. She had to talk to her partner. She didn't want to step on any unnecessary toes. Her partner probably hated her already, just because she was assigned to him. She parked in front of the station when her phone rang.

She checked the ID. It was her father. She sighed when she remembered she hadn't actually checked in back home when she got here. She prepared to face the wrath when she answered [color=D4ADD5]"Hello Babi"[/color]

"Don't hello Babi me. Your mother was hysterical, believing you didn't get there safely. She's been bothering me, so now I am bothering you." She heard the shuffle of the phone being taken when her mother's voice came on "Priya! Why did you not call? Hours we've been worried." Priya held back in the swear she wanted to utter. [color=D4ADD5]"I'm sorry, Mami, I got caught up with work. But I got here safely and am already on the job. In fact, I should be getting off, I got lots more to do. But when I get fully settled, why don't you both come up to visit? Ok, love you!"[/color] She hung up before any more words or guilt trips could be given. Her mom should be locked up for her guilt trips alone.

She had to give them a pass. Even years afterward, they were still reeling from her sister's death. They only wanted to protect her. Priya put her phone away and got out as she made her way into the precinct.