Notes, August 13.

Aug 13, 2010 09:03

It's been raining all morning, but it doesn't look likely that this will bring an end to the heat. An increase in humidity seems more likely.

For the first time since I've come to this place, I'm growing restless. I'm uncertain whether it's the heat, the general atmosphere of the prison, or my last visit with Ema.

I treated much of my earlier time here as a period of enforced contemplation, to consider what I have done, and how I will make things right.

But I have never preferred idleness. And preparing for the private investigators' licensing exam does not seem to be enough, now.

An old friend pointed me towards a website where private citizens work to solve cold cases. I've been reading their case files and contemplating offering my services. It would be an interesting diversion. But I wonder how much help I could offer from behind these walls? Still, even reviewing one of the files they've made public, I can see an avenue of investigation that the detective in charge overlooked. I could contact the group and point that out.

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