"...respectfully yours, Dougan Alexandros, Chief Inquisitor, 26th preceinct"
Reading reports out-loud is something that she had learned when si was young. Very young. And like most things we learn in our youth it has stuck with her until now.
She couldn't help but think that it was sortof childish to still be doing that.
"Cynthia! My office, now!"
The chief always did know how to make himself heard. Also, the chief was not the most patient of people, which was a nice way of saying that he could go toe to toe with a rabid wooffer.
She gently touched the pen ad as it was gently floating to its stand, she got up, straightened her dress and started walking the two or three steps that lead to the chief's office.
Just as she was almost into "the beast's lair" she decided to pause for a second. She ran her long, slender hands through her long hair a couple of times and undid a few buttons from her shirt.
"Always keep'em on their toes, as my nana used to say.... Ofcourse, she was talking about hunting wooffers...." she sais to herself as she pushed the door open
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