Tess arrives crimescene
Go backward a step
As she stepped out of the vehicle, Tess's stomach twisted into knots. The sight of blood and chaos made her skin crawl. She had always been squeamish around gore, and the thought of examining a crime scene filled her with dread.
Tess almost vomits. But then she pulls a scotch mint out of her Louis Vutton knockoff handbag, and pops it into her mouth.
She stands there, and feels the minty power.
Tess pulls herself together
Not really a choice here. Crime does not wait.