...Or Just Look Like One

Olivia set at her escrivaninha, mesa with a cold case in her hands, not really leitura it though she was kinda in her own world, she peeked up at the clock 12:50 a.m. She thought about going início but why? There was really no one there for her, so she just sat in the empty squadroom listening to the tick-tock of the clock. Her beeper went off but she ignored it...she was deep in thought. Olivia was ,of course, depressed with everything that had happened throughout her life but especilly these past 6 months. She just wanted it all to end. Slowly she walked to the window and thought to herself for a moment...she...