How Do You Know Her?
Jacob had been walking from the subway station to the precinct when someone slammed into him while clearly running for their life. But he hadn't expected it to be Addison, who he hadn't seen in years and didn't even think was in New York.
"Jacob!" she cried hysterically. "Call the police! Right now!"
She had never been prone to hysterics…at least not when he knew her. "I AM the police. What's wrong?"
Addison was barely able to get anything out after that. He had to get her to answer yes or no questions by nodding or shaking her head. She had found bodies somewhere, which would explain why she was so freaked out. People who found them often were.
Usually, it wasn't multiple bodies at once though. Just one.