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with 48 hours to find solid evidence against dustin whitman, every detective was packed into the 99th precinct, rewatching footage, reexamining fingerprints, just to find some solid evidence.

amy sat asleep at her desk, all dressed up for her date that she missed, charles and gina both trying to keep themselves awake, and terry had fallen asleep doing pull-ups. rosa had left for her apartment, certainly taking advantage of its proximity to the precinct.

jake peralta was curled up at his desk, trying not to feel guilty and ponder the fact that this was all his fault. arresting without solid evidence probably wasn’t a great idea. he’d think about that next time (no, he wouldn’t.)