Karoline Keith, the senior detective on the van, had already been riding for more than five years when Jeff arrived as the new supervising sergeant. Art had seen Jeff call his wife in the middle of the night to remind her where to find the life insurance.
The two of them were SWAT for eight years together before Jeff transferred to Major Crimes and brought Art with him. It was more of an apparition that climbed back onto the van.
Jeff had never seen Art look the way he did after he came out of the school. He arrived with the other first-response officers and stormed the school as children were running out, his gun drawn, ready to kill on sight, in fact quite eager to pull the trigger once he glimpsed Classrooms 10 and 8. Art Walkley, the only one on the van who had so far been inside, sketched out what he said were the two main areas of impact. Earlier that morning, before the van was cleared to move closer to the school, Jeff Covello, the crime-scene-van supervisor, and his team were crowded around the dry-erase board. The crime-scene van was parked next to the black Honda Civic already identified as belonging to the shooter, the yellow tape marking its perimeter juddering in a helicopter gust.
