"Keith. Keith! KEITH!"
"Huh? What." Keith looked up from his case file and saw Dameon standing in the door. "Oh crap." He looked over at his computer and saw 6:45. "Shit." Hurriedly he got up from his desk, threw on his coat and followed Dameon out of his office. Riding down in the elevator Keith and Dameon didn't talk. They exited the elevator and building when they were stopped in their tracks by a brawl happening just outside. Keith knew this was just what he needed right now. He was already late and this was not going to help. Keith motioned to Dameon to hold, while Keith called in uniforms. They skirted around the brawl and continued down the street to the bar. When they walked in they could smell coffee, sweat, determination and rage. The bar was packed. But they found Helen and Angela at the bar where they had saved seats for them.