It was late autumn. Despite the warmth of The Hub one could not shake the feeling of inner cold unless a hot drink was procured.
Commander Lucy Silsbury realized this and, after a few months of avoiding the establishment, pushed the door to Christys open.
She glanced around the room quickly, eyeing the youth with a hint of distaste and upon sight of Miss Tarrant her facial muscles moved the slightest amount to convey a scowl.
This power to convey powerful emotions with only a slight hint of change in her impassive face often freaked people out. Yes she was very attractive, no more so then when she smiled her subtle and rare smile, but her eyes had a quality which often forced people to look away.
Her powerful gaze then moved to Christy who was tending Superintendant Calvert at the counter. The woman made a barely audible squeak and stiffened as the uniformed Silsbury strode purposefully towards the bar.
Calvert greeted the Commander as she reached the counter...