[Louise, for all intents and purposes, did very nearly the same as Jim upon returning home from the pub, except she did remove her makeup and shake her hair out of its holder before putting on her nightclothes. But, fall asleep she did, and hard. The alarm ringing in the a.m. jostled her from a sound sleep; however, much like Gordon, a shower and a cup of coffee and a Tube ride made the redhead feel considerably more human.

Striding into CID, Louise is a picture of perfect professionalism, clad in a dark grey pencil skirt, a crisp, white button down, black heels, and her hair swept back into a simple chignon. Making herself a builder's tea from the small break room off to the side, she emerges, leaning against the doorway, the steam from the mug rising up in slow curls.]

Mm, yes. Someone the branch in White City first thought was just some random punter who's been tossed out the pub on his arse discovered, upon running his profile through our system, that he'd been held as a person of interest in a similar murder back in '06, but was released on insufficient evidence.,