Notes: My first drabble. Getting everything in 100 words is really, really hard.
Blair took one look at the shaking elderly woman in front of them, and had never been more grateful for his last name, or his stature. He whispered, sotto voce, "Jim, fall back." With a puzzled glance that promised he'd be explaining later, his partner stepped further back into the hallway. Finally, when Jim was up against the opposite wall, Blair introduced himself.
Twenty minutes later, Blair rejoined a still perplexed Jim outside the apartment. "Wait in the hall, Sandburg? What am I, your observer?"
"You didn't see it?"
"See what, Sandburg?"
"The numbers, Jim. The numbers on her arm."
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