"Dante sat quietly in his black sedan as he watched everything get packed up.  In a matter of a few hours the park looked back to normal.  It was quiet and calm, the leafless trees blanketed in the falling snow. No evidence of any murder except for  the scattered footprints and imprint of a body in the snow.  He took off his badge and threw it onto the passenger seat, he undid his tie and started the car, coffee sounded pretty good right now."