"Okay, thank you."
Linh placed the phone down. She was just talking with Mr. Evans' distant cousin, Sandra, who lived on the opposite side of the nation and had not seen Mr. Evans since he was ten years old. She, of course, knew nothing about the scars or anything else important to help the case.
She plopped on the chair and yawned. It was so late, but every night, she was stayed at the office longer doing everything she could to figure something out. The scratches, Jose's account, the evidence from other people in the city. It seemed as if as soon as something new came up, it just confused the situation even more.
Another officer popped her head into her door. "It's too late, Luong. You should head home."
She was right. Linh had not eaten or taken any kind of break all day. She nodded and headed out.
As Linh walked downtown to her apartment, a lot of people were outside. People were out of the bar drinking, other people were walking home with their bags, and teenagers were running around in the night. She wondered what all the fuss was about. Last night, she left at the same time, and it was a ghost town.
Then, someone yelled "Look up!". Linh, along with everybody else, looked up. In the black sky was, suddenly, a small flash of yellow. It darted across the sky quickly and only for an instant, and then it was gone. A variety of reactions came about. Kids were cheering and screaming, adults were gasping, but most people were making wishes. As Linh looked around, she saw, once again, hope in everyone's eyes. There was excitement and wonder, the same thing that she wanted the people to feel when she finally was able to solve this case, so Linh looked up again and made a wish too. She wished to get the recognition she finally deserved after she would catch the person responsible for murdering Mr. Evans. She wished to not be the "little newbie" anymore, so she ran home and got right back to investigating now that she had more motivation.