The sound of a flushing toilet was heard before a young woman stepped out of the stall. She put her hand under a soap dispenser before rinsing it off on the sink. As she closed the tap, she subconsciously looked at her reflection in the mirror. Amy had never looked so haggard in her life. She had slept late during the previous night to ensure Dylan was safe. Her mind took her back to when Dylan called her.
"Boss! I'm back in New York but this is not the welcome I was expecting!"
Her heart initially dropped when she heard his complaint. She was beginning to worry until she heard his next statement. "I mean, why would you have Officer May handle things for me?"
"What's wrong with Officer May?" Amy asked, unsure of where he was going with the conversation. Then she heard him whisper into the phone, "She swings the other way."
"..." Amy's lips twitched.
