She hums, stepping into her place of work- a large office -and greeting a few of her co-workers as she passes by them. You were one of them.

"Good morning," she tells you, strolling right by to sit down at her little cubicle. She sighs as she immediately gets to work, the keys of the keyboard she's typing on clicking softly. She looks a little stressed. Probably because of the recent murders around town. Abigail is innocent though.