Sgt. Tomas R. Smith-Cruz

the mother screamed at me hysterical could hardly write
down
anything in my notebook man my head is pounding
tough day
shit

And what was your daughter wearing when you last saw her, ma'am?

Do you have any recent photographs of her, Mrs. Raymond?

This is my card, you can reach me at this number here circled it in red felt tip, had to lick it to get it to write smeared red all over it and we'll be sure to contact you right away if we hear anything at all. Don't worry, Ma'am, the dogs will track her down. Our best men are working on this.

next check the morgue, fax out an apb if there's no match

Someone should give the mother a valium geez
Donna she said her name was
nice ass