Snippet #2466125

Bailey laid on her bed staring up at the ceiling waiting for her alarm clock to go off. She had been up for the past hour with nothing better to do, plus it felt nice to finally not have to worry about for a change. She hadn’t taken any pills since midday yesterday. Lately she has been trying to cut back, which isn’t a good idea because all it did was make her body ache.
A low beep started up and she slapped the alarm clock with a heavy hand accidentally knocking several pill bottles to the floor. She shot up and looked around the floor. No pills. They were empty bottles. What am I doing?
She got up and headed to the bathroom. She filled a cup of water and counted out the pills she was supposed to take and added enough pills to get herself through the morning and hopefully threw the afternoon. She put them down and left the room.
She changed her clothes and headed for the kitchen to get a quick bite to eat before heading to work. Grabbing a bowl from the cabinet she heard a low buzz coming from her room, she patted her pockets realizing her phone was still plugged in. Putting the bowl down and headed to the room.
Two missed messages.
5 minutes ago : Hurry and get to the station.
1 minute ago: We have an emergency briefing in 30 minutes.
Thirty minutes, Shit. She grabbed her jacket and headed for the station grabbing her meds off of the counter.

The station was in a riot when she walked in the door, something major was going down. Bailey headed to the briefing room and took a seat in the back. Chief Matthews was at the podium.
“Alright, everyone we have a serious problem. Around 7 hours ago a transport unit from Triumph City Correctional lost control on the highway on its way to a high security prison. Almost all the guards were either killed or wounded in the crash and by the time back up arrived and a head count done they found that a one Marcus Brown was not among them.” The room grew all too quiet.
“That’s right, the Handprint Killer.” She looked around the room “I’m putting Detective McCoy as the lead on this because he worked on the original case and has had experience dealing with this psycho.”
She watched as all the other officers looked back to him. He nodded the recognition off and headed to the podium. He looked out to everyone thinking over what he was going to say.
“We all know who this guy is. We need to start putting patrols out immediately in his last known location. For now, a three block radius. We need to get this guy and we need to get him before he kills again. He’s psychaotic, unpredictable. I’ll be hand picking a team to help with tracking him down,” He paused looking at everyone “That’s all, let’s get out there and bring him in.”
The briefing room cleared out fast and the patrols had started. Wanted posters were being prepared. She sat at her desk and watched the clock waiting for it to click when a shadow covered her desk, looking up she seen McCoy standing there a stern look in his eyes.
“I hear you’re good at what you do. I could use someone like you on my task force.”
“Someone like me?”
“Someone determined. I read your file. Perfect records in every category plus you were a part of the undercover job a year or two back. With excellent results. And with a high recommendation from the Chief you seem to be a great candidate.”
“Well, with such an important job, who give that up?” A burning sting came up her throat. “Excuse me.”
Bailey quickly walked to the bathroom and stormed into a stall. The burning came up and she was lucky she always wore her hair up. She flushed the toilet and sat on the floor shaking.