INT. - THE PANIC ROOM - NIGHT
Gerri's apprehension the guilty party would pull out a gun and shoot them all seemed to be a weaponless cop's fears and not a possible fact as time ticked on. She lost none of her tension, but did relent in her refusal to allow any of them near her.
Especially with the new information Kinsey gave her. Maybe it was just coincidence Alan Jenkins and the congressman's daughter had a thing, but Gerri didn't believe in random what ifs. And, as she stepped past Doug to talk to the young aide, she noticed not only did Alan have blue all over his hands, it was now on the dark charcoal of his pants and the left side of his white dress shirt just visible under his jacket lapel.
"What do you have in your jacket?" Sure, he could have simply put his phone away, or reached for his wallet. But, the stiff way he stood when she brought it up, how he turned his shoulders away from her, told Gerri he was hiding something.