Dear Lucy Silsbury

[Incindre]

Oh, I actually understood it that time! Chelsea said brightly. Makes you wonder why they dont speak normally all the time doesnt it?
Silsburys trademark not amused look was now firmly in place, The ways of the Mollys are profoundly idiotic. She scowled.
Oh well, the Commander began, at least we now have concrete proof the organization is being headed by a genetic throwback.
Lucy hit the save and encrypt button on her desk and closed all open windows before DNA locking it for the night.

Chelsea began her end of day procedures as well and moved a few of her numerous pieces of bric-a-brac around.

The Police Commander walked towards the door but stopped and looked back towards the large windows behind her desk. Respect, she thought and made a slight derisive noise I wonder if the Mollys realize Im not in the business of respecting anyone unless they do something important, let alone care if criminals dont respect me.

She left.

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