Russell gets on duty after the arrest, but he hears about it within only a couple minutes. A woman arrested in a basement, a woman who kept rambling about being from somewhere else, and he feels a bit of panic suddenly, because this has somehow never happened before and he's got no fucking idea what he's supposed to do about it. The cops around him make a couple jokes about how she's probably just some crazy homeless woman and Russell nods and laughs, then turns his back on them and heads down the hall toward the holding cells. On his way, he grabs an extra blanket and then heads inside, holding the blanket up to the cop on duty as explanation.
"Gets fuckin' cold back here, am I right?" he asks as he passes and the other cop laughs his agreement.
She's the only one back here. Most of the people who need to be kept for long gets transported to the jail within a day or so and it's been a quiet night, which Russell's pretty damn grateful for. He doesn't want to have this conversation -- or figure out how to get her outta here -- with other people listening in.
"Hey," he says when he gets to her cell, then offers her the blanket between the bars. "Gotta ask you a couple questions."
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Date: 2013-12-15 02:51 am (UTC)"Gets fuckin' cold back here, am I right?" he asks as he passes and the other cop laughs his agreement.
She's the only one back here. Most of the people who need to be kept for long gets transported to the jail within a day or so and it's been a quiet night, which Russell's pretty damn grateful for. He doesn't want to have this conversation -- or figure out how to get her outta here -- with other people listening in.
"Hey," he says when he gets to her cell, then offers her the blanket between the bars. "Gotta ask you a couple questions."