Another huff escapes Helena’s lips as her fingers trace the colour coded strings and pins on the murder board. Most of the string are overlapping at this point, messy and barely decipherable with pictures and files pinned directly on top of each other, stretching across the entire wall.

“So… any other leads while we are at it?”

She looks over at you with her hands resting on her hips, her tired eyes boring into yours. Although she's only been in the office for a couple of hours, Helena is already debating a fourth cup of coffee.