Hanalei's mind raced as she scribbled noted from a case down into her trusty notepad. She couldn't think straight. Another double homicide, cause of death- thaumaturgy. The victims were a poor centaur child and an older half-elven man. They were in the wrong place at the wrong time...

Hana shook her feelings off. It was time for work, not crying over something she couldn't help. She got back to work, finally settling into the rhythm before the phone rang. She picked it up immediately.

"Kalawai'a. We've got 56-7 on Main. Should be quick."

A 56-7. She hadn't heard that since basic training. Maybe it would be interesting? She hurried to her car, flicking on her lights and heading towards the scene. Hana slammed the door behind her and ran to catch up with Officer Durham and the perp.

"You have to pay that, sir. It's the law." She gestured towards the parking meter.