[Short] Man in the Mirror by Beginneratart, literature
[Short] Man in the Mirror
"A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart
And a washed out dream
They follow the pattern of the wind, ya see
'Cause they got no place to be
That's why I'm starting with me—"
"I never took you as a singer, Detective."
Callahan choked. Crap. He jerked his head to the door of his office. A woman stood there, a smile creeping onto her face. Oh god, not her. He drew in a breath and clenched his jaw. "The forensics lab isn't this way, Maxine."
"I only came here to collect the evidence you borrowed from the lab," Maxine said, stifling her grin. "The phone, to be exact."
Out of all of the people that could've walked in, it just had to