[There is no effort in listing off facts like the ones that Will is requesting. It's something he's spent more time than anyone ever should thinking about just in case. Since he was little. Growing up with a deputy and then a sheriff as your dad, you learn how to memorize details. Learn how to see things that other people don't. Like the difference between red hair and strawberry blonde hair. It's the little differences that are important. The ones that can make the difference between life and death.]

Five foot eight, brown hair and brown eyes. She's a force to be reckoned with, especially if she's angry, and if you see her smile you won't ever forget it.

[He rakes a hand through his hair, turning and looking at all the mirrors. It's overwhelming.]

I'm sick of games.