“Yeah, yeah. Whatever, we're done here.” You have been working with Captain Stottlemeyer for a while now, and he would willingly admit that you're one of the most stubborn lieutenants in the San Francisco Police Department and second-in-command to him. Therefore, he knows little but a lot more than the others about you. Your past is more traumatic than any crime scene he has ever been present at (and he has been present to more than 156 homicides) to and he doesn't even know that much about it.

He's also aware of the constant episodes you have; not screaming, panic attacks, depression, or whatsoever but quiet crises that are very hard to identify because you hide them far too well. Yet today, after the end of the case when Adrian solved it, he noticed that you were acting slightly differently. The case was of a mute child who lost both parents brutally after the murder and had to go to an orphanage. The sadness in the little girl's eyes spoke more than any words could have. It's not the first time you two have had a case like this but apparently, this one got to you.

Leland watched as you entered the car and put the seat belt on, then he suddenly spoke up. “You know, I think you shouldn't participate in this next case.”