There's a good reason he still uses tapes and CDs for his music. Though, none of them show by his desk at work. They are stay nameless in the glovebox of the car.
Another headache without a light? This can be a good thing.
He takes the glasses off, wiping them on the front of his shirt. It's not going to solve the headache, but it might help it, hopefully. Calculations are unknown.
|| I might have to toss N here into the horror / crime verse. Quite tempting, but I need to write his biography. Hate not having anything before writing with anyone.
How long has it been since S was terminated? He knows those cassettes still sit in the glove box of the car.
The thought causes him to search for the keys. The car was decommissioned due to the case going to hell. Once evidence, now trash.