The screen went black and reflected the fluorescent tubes overhead like a dark mirror.

I reached across with my right hand and touched the ring finger of my left.

I twisted the silver wedding band around the knuckle.

The metal felt smooth on my skin and caught the artificial light above me.

I pushed it forward with my thumb, then drew it back.

I twisted the ring again.

Three full turns.

“Is there a domestic emergency that needs a log entry, Sergeant,” Vance said.