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[INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3][color=D03F69]Q U I N N   P E T E R S O N:[/color][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup][COLOR=SILVER]Wednesday, August 15[SUP]th[/SUP] - 12:30 PM | New York City, New York[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT]

Quinn read the text and responded quickly that she would be there soon. She helped Ryan finish and pack things. Truth be told, it may be unconventional to be handing remains in a cafe, but she didn't like the standard means. It felt so unemotional to be giving them in a cold lab. This was best because not only did the grieving get closure, but she would get answers.

[color=D03F69]"About as well as possible, given the fact her husband is dead and burned. I have a feeling she held it together with her children being present, so points for her there. Let's get this wrapped up so I can give them to her."[/color] Quinn finished up quickly, thanking Ryan again for the salad (which she would eat later) and promise to buy him something next time.

Quinn left the office and made her way to the cafe. It wouldn't take her long and she wanted mental time to prepare herself.