Evelyn noticed Levi walk into the kitchenette. She felt a wave of boldness overcome her. She gets up and walks into the ktichenette and shuts the door for privacy. She her hazel eyes shine at Levi. "Any reason Rictor hates you so much?" She asks curiously.

Levi tryed to back away from Evelyn as Levi said" Rictor doesn't hate me what give you that question." As Levi sat at the small table

Alexander was talking to someone on the phone as A police officer saw Evelyn in the kitchen area with Levi and Opened the door and said" you know this is how we lost trust on the Detective's."

Evelyn turns to see the police officer open the door. She narrows her eyes. She looks at Levi again, "Why does he dislike you then?" She hisses at him quitely. She wanted answers.

Evelyn glared at him. Still not convinced this wasn't part of some bigger plot. She glares at the other officer before heading back to her desk. She swipes off some information from the computer and leaves the precinct. She was going to take to the streets for information.

Levi sat back as Alexander said" don't let her get to you." as Levi said" why did she come here just to screw with my head now shhg think Rictor hates me he jokes around time to time." as Alexander said" don't worry about it if she crosses paths with Miller she done for." as Levi said" Royce is out on patrol today is he."

Evelyn exits on the streets, the sun blazing in the afternoon in New York City. She takes out the sheet of paper and looks at where she needs to go. The busy streets making it impossible to navigate. "Shit, why does it always feel like I'm on my own with this" She pinches the bridge of her nose, a slight headache starting to occur in her temple.

Royce was giving someone a ticket for not fixing there tail lights and gave back there ID and have a nice day." as Royce walked to his police car and hops in and said" Disbatch clear that call it was a traffic stop for broken tail lights."

Evelyn wanders the streets of New York alone, heading for the first address. She approached the docks but on her way there, the alleyways start to appear taller and darker. Instinctively, she reaches down to check her gun, awaiting in its holster.