" - were you heading out," Chavez asks her on her way out the door. 

She turns, immensely irritated. Obviously she was heading out, that's why she has her hat and purse and car keys. It's five minutes to five pm but she is for once, somehow, on top of her paperwork, and was hoping to get to the pharmacy before it closed. He would only have asked if that was, in fact, Not Going To Happen. 

"I need you to drive out to New Washoe and pick a teenage girl up from the hospital," he says immediately, confirming her worst fears. 

"Great timing," she says tiredly, "really fantastic." It'll be half an hour to New Washoe, and then probably an entire evening of work to find a placement. Teenagers are rough; teenagers with medical problems, next thing to impossible. "What happened?"

"I have absolutely no idea. Apparently three hours ago she showed up at the local church, covered in blood and carrying a stabbing victim. She wasn't herself injured, and has just been discharged, but she told the police that she stabbed the man for trying to rape her, so they're holding her for questioning, and she also told them that she hasn't seen her parents in months, so they want social services involved."

"She stabbed the man for trying to rape her."

"So I am told."

What a tragic mess, if it's true, and you learn some healthy skepticism in this business but she doesn't actually have a very hard time believing it. Stabbed him in self-defense and then took him to a church, presumably seeking help. But they're going to be flatly unable to place her. Forget what she said earlier about teenagers with medical problems being the next thing to impossible; teenagers under investigation for stabbing a man are actually impossible. 

"Are there any residential facilities with availability?"

"I'll look into it while you trudge down to New Washoe and get a firsthand account."

" - were you heading out," Chavez asks her on her way out the door. 

She turns, immensely irritated. Obviously she was heading out, that's why she has her hat and purse and car keys. It's five minutes to five pm but she is for once, somehow, on top of her paperwork, and was hoping to get to the pharmacy before it closed. He would only have asked if that was, in fact, Not Going To Happen. 

"I need you to drive out to New Washoe and pick a teenage girl up from the hospital," he says immediately, confirming her worst fears. 

"Great timing," she says tiredly, "really fantastic." It'll be half an hour to New Washoe, and then probably an entire evening of work to find a placement. Teenagers are rough; teenagers with medical problems, next thing to impossible. "What happened?"

"I have absolutely no idea. Apparently three hours ago she showed up at the local church, covered in blood and carrying a stabbing victim. She wasn't herself seriously injured, and has just been discharged, but she told the police that she stabbed the man for trying to rape her, so they're holding her for questioning, and she also told them that she hasn't seen her parents in months, so they want social services involved."

"She stabbed the man for trying to rape her."

"So I am told."

What a tragic mess, if it's true, and you learn some healthy skepticism in this business but she doesn't actually have a very hard time believing it. Stabbed him in self-defense and then took him to a church, presumably seeking help. But they're going to be flatly unable to place her. Forget what she said earlier about teenagers with medical problems being the next thing to impossible; teenagers under investigation for stabbing a man are actually impossible. 

"Are there any residential facilities with availability?"

"I'll look into it while you trudge down to New Washoe and get a firsthand account."