Rhys wasn't exactly sure what time it happened to be, late, he knew that, but it had been a long, long shift and he simply couldn't be at the office anymore. He'd left it in the capable hands of a couple of patrolmen and headed home.

Of course, it wasn't that easy.

Exhaustion filled every fiber of his being and he was ready to just collapse into bed and as he walked home, he was trying to figure out if he should eat something or just flop into his bed without even stopping to wash up. He was torn, certainly, and as he made his way up the street to the house, he realized there was something going on in Miss Sandow's house.

Awake immediately, Rhys passed his own home and headed toward his neighbor's. He approached the front door cautiously, wand held high. He knocked sharply on the door. "Is everything alright in there?" He called loudly, authority evident in his tone. "It's Constable Gallagher from next door."