"Yeah, there, uh... there was a guy kinda like that here, too," he says, his voice gone a little more serious. "I'm sorry that's shit you've had to deal with."

He still remembers how Molly had looked when he'd gone into her hospital room to get her statement, how much he'd hated himself and hated being a cop in that moment. She had requested him specifically, she'd wanted to give her statement to him and only him, but it had been so damn hard all the same.

"I'm glad it went up shit's creek for him and worked out... well, as well as somethin' like that can work out for you."