Closed Starter for @fayeoflightboi
Forrest didn’t have a plan, per-se, when he walked to the Creation Peak Sheriff’s Department, pausing outside and staring up at the building. If it was possible to fill in the blanks that Salvatore stubbornly refused to fill in, it was logical to assume that those tasked with putting together the pieces all day every day would be a good place to start. Still, it was just as likely if not more that they had a hand at keeping it hidden to begin with. Just as that variable had him turn on his heels to find somewhere else to start, he nearly ran into someone walking up behind him. Upon seeing the uniform, it was likely they were returning to work, which only served to make him feel like even more an idiot lingering outside all suspicious and awkward. “Oh! Um, my apologies. I’ll get out of your way.”
Even as he was scrambling to recompose himself, embarrassed by his uncharacteristic lack of self-awareness, he couldn’t help but think there was something familiar about the man. Though he couldn’t recall ever seeing his face in any memorable way.