"What is it?" Alex strode into CID, high heels clicking on the floor, and a travel mug of coffee in her own hand. "I've got a meeting in about five minutes, but Geoff was adamant that you said it was important?"

Her gaze briefly slid over Molly and she nodded briefly in acknowledgment -- solidarity between women on the force (was this the new Shaz?) -- before turning impatiently back to Gene.