"I was hoping to get away with as little fanfare as possible," he says with a grin. "Maybe I'll be able to pass it off to you outside of the station."

His smile fades a little as he thinks about Halloween and the Purge. He's lucky, he knows, that everyone he cares for is safe. That's not something that everyone left in Darrow can say, he'd been called to a few particularly awful scenes the next morning, when the law had suddenly mattered again and they had needed people to clean up the mess. It's true he's not supposed to be investigating, but he has been anyway. He'll get some of them for other charges and that's enough for the time being.

"You made it through safely, though," he says. "And your friends?"