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[center][h1][color=D61A66]Finley Alestair[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Walking To Crime Scene[/I][/center]
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Finley had a surge of emotions playing out in her head. She wanted to run to check on Declan, though she knew (especially with new information) he would be too fast for her. She wanted to check on Taylor because she had a SHIT ton of questions for her now. She especially wanted to smack Jenna for being a bigger bitch than herself.

Most of all, she wanted to go hug her grandparents.

Finley could see Jenna's perspective. She would be stupid not to. But Declan was her friend and even if that blinded her to the truth, they stood no benefit of standing here, accusing him of a crime he may or may not have committed. Finley felt especially venomous. [color=D61A66]"Isn't it innocent until proven guilty, Jenna? I thought a policeman's daughter would know that better than anyone."[/color] She hated herself as soon as the words came out, but frankly, Jenna deserved it.

She began walking towards the crime scene. Her intention was to find that tape. Jenna could tag along or do her own thing. Regardless, she had a plan.

She sent a quick text to Taylor.

[center][color=D61A66][i]-Hey, we need to talk. Meet up later?[/i][/color][/center]