INT. - GERRI'S CAR - NIGHT
Her phone rang the moment she was behind the wheel. Gerri had already watched Mills and Purcell cart Honnor off to holding. He might have been trying to protect his boss, but in doing so, he'd gotten in her way. Maybe the charges of impeding a murder investigation wouldn't stick, but Gerri was willing to give him a headache from it, even if that was all he got.
Principle of the thing, really.
The screen told her it was Binks. She answered with her usual irritating nickname. "Binksy," she said. "What have you got for me?"