Claire walked to police station as she did any other day taking in all the detail of the people of the street she could. She waved to a few people, but no one approached her in a neighborly fashion to ask her about her morning. She was born to the streets of Elma but not welcomed like some. She sipped on the cup of tea she had brought with her from her big fancy mansion. She was only stopped by a small child tugging on her black dress almost causing her to trip. Calmly, she turned around to see a tiny child crying. It was not that strange of an occurrence. Everyone knew everyone in the town so every child knew who the police were when they got lost. "Hep me, powlice lady. I cant fin my mummy," the small boy asked through teary brown eyes. She spotted his mother immediately knowing the family. "Hey, Moraine, your sons over here," she called out to the woman. As the woman came rushing to get her son, Claire noticed a face she had not seen much. Something about him seemed different. No one was greeting him and he was greeting no one. Her curiosity told her to go over to him, but she knew she could not at the moment. They would worry about her if she did not at least check in. She wondered with a sigh if having someone care was a blessing or a curse. She forced her eyes off of him and continued on to work. Her gut cringed though as she got the feeling she would be seeing him again soon. She sighed in after she entered the doors. She pushed her wavy brown hair out off her face as she stood back up and collided with someone. She said nothing to them for it was one of the new officers who had been giving her trouble. He called after her and even walked behind following her to her desk demanding an apology. She ignored him though finding silence a better statement than any. When he finally left after one of the chiefs scolded him, she found herself watching the door. She wanted him to walk through it so badly she did not know why. She waited impatiently for something to happen and even tapped her pen on the table some. Her green eyes never even flickered from the door. No one in the room dared messed with her. They could all tell she was focused on something or thinking up something important.