[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D4ADD5]Priya Khurana[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/liLU3XDvjxfOw/source.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=D4ADD5]Location:[/color][/b] Funeral Home
[b][color=D4ADD5]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]

Priya listened as Riley explained her sister to the man. The girl had never married or had kids, which should make things easier with the burial, but Priya wasn't about to say she knew how all of this worked. The man stood up, saying he would handle things and offered to get them some water. Priya had to admit she was getting thirsty. She glanced at Riley as the man walked away. She couldn't begin to fathom what was going through the girl's mind.

Before she could ask, Priya heard a commotion. It seemed more people were here, or at least one man. Priya looked back to where the funeral director left. Soon, it became apparent the man was more than a little pissed off. Priya stood up, police instincts kicking in as she inched towards the door. The man was getting angrier it seemed at the fact they had his wife here. She was about to go out and calm the man down, showcasing herself as a police officer, when he said his wife's name. 

Priya looked back at Riley just as the glass shattered on the floor. Had she heard the man right? [color=D4ADD5]"I thought she wasn't married?"[/color] Did Riley hear? Surely she did, the man was loud enough. She didn't want to step on toes, but the situation could get worse before it got better, so Priya (hopefully with Riley on her tail) left the room and found the two men. [color=D4ADD5]"Hey, sorry we couldn't help but overhear. Mind telling me what this is about?"[/color] She said it more to the man, Ryan, than to the director.

Things were about to get interesting again.