Renee was not happy about all this waiting. Not at all. She was more interested in action than sitting around and waiting for the case to break. She liked to think it's what made her a good cop ( Read more... )

Sitting on top of a rented car, Renee looked out at the ocean and where the island was supposed to be ( Read more... )

Well, this wasn't how Renee pictured her life. Sitting in a motel room, drinking the crappy complimentary coffee they offered... And looking at a bottle.

Of course, she hadn't thought a lot of things would happen the way they did. Life was a bitch like that.

She sighed and took another sip.

[[For a certain Sheriffy caller]]

"It's Renee, you know the drill."

*beep*

"Hello, you've reached Detective Renee Montoya, if this is an emergency please hang up and call 9-1-1. If not, leave a message after the beep and I'll call you back as soon as possible."

*beep*