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She bangs her fist on the table, her eyes glancing over the grotesque pictures and documents in from of her. "Dang it!" A wide-eyes face appears in the doorway. "Are you okay?" Her frenzied face rises. "Do I look freaking okay to you?" Her hands brush through her hair. All energy seems to leave her body. She sighs as she hunches over. "There is nothing... Just nothing... It... It's just not enough..." she murmers. "Not enough for what?" he sits down in the chair across her desk. He knows better than to get too close to her when she is in this state of mind. "He... This... I..." She gestures over the papers on her desk. "This is never going to be enough to put him away. This monstosity will just walk free if we don't find anything conclusive soon." "Surely that can't be true." "Look at these." She hands him some of the written documents. "They don't add up. All these statements... Like they are describing completely different people. How can they all describe completely different