The patient was crying and asking her if he could come back later this evening. Eventually the door opened and a man walked out with tissues to his eyes. Jennifer waited until he was gone and then motioned for Stanton to come inside. When he sat down, she poured herself a cup of water from a tray on her desk and offered some to him. He took it politely and drank down a few sips. “How have you been?” she said. “Good.” “You have a little bit more stubble than when you came last. Are you growing a beard?” “No, I just haven’t shaved in a bit.” “So tell me what’s going on in your life.” “Just same old. We’re working a case of a body that was found in a dumpster. My partner staked out the suspect’s house and said he’s a normal guy. Nine to five with a wife and kids. He had a bunch of baseball equipment with him and it turns out he coaches their little league.” “What did this man do?” “He stabbed the victim, multiple times.” “Do you know why?” “My partner thinks it’s a drug deal gone bad.”
