Tim takes a couple of photos of his own of the girl, for his own files.
"I know, Mia. We can only do what we can do, though. No one can predict monsters like this coming out of the woodwork." he says.
"This is all we're likely to find tonight. Do you want to come back to my place? There's more information on the case there...and I can show you everything I've collected on the Artist." he says. The second idea doesn't make him comfortable, but if this is going to be a team effort, he knows he's going to have to open up eventually.
About everything.
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