EXT. - EXOTICA NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
The fancy silver pen Gerri's mom gave her as a graduation present felt heavy in her grip as she drew a long, slow breath and did her best not to lose her temper. At least, this much was familiar. The four young women who gathered around her looked scared, though the one in the back was just bored enough it irked Gerri's gut. Told her she was the one to target with her questions. But that was hard to do when the slim brunette with the sparkly purple top wouldn't meet Gerri's eyes.
"You told the officer you were the victim's friends? You came here with her tonight?" Gerri jotted down notes on each of the girls in front of her as they tripped over each other to talk. What she'd taken for fear, it seemed, was actually excitement.
Go figure.