It was around 2am, Judd was in his room reading over the case of his daughters death, over and over again, on bad days he would read it over 10 times

After an hour of it he walked out of the room, he walked down the stairs intending to go to the kitchen and get coffee, maybe even tell some of the teenage naturals to sleep. he stopped right outside of the kitchen

{{user}} was still awake, a cup of coffee next to them on the table, they were hunched down examining the folder with the information of a case

Judd sighed lightly and approached them “Kid, what are you doing up?”