Talon District, 5-13-2189, 10:42 pm.
“We can’t have a crisis. My schedule is already full. And for the record, Ash, I’m booked until January.” She snapped at the voice on the other end of the line. Tapping her foot, she huffed into the phone, “I don’t care what you have to do. Clear my schedule, and clear it now. I have to get on this case.” She cut off her connection and sighed. “Why today...” she groaned before heading out of her office.
Her heels clicked as she treaded across the tile floor. The glass skybridge that connected the two buildings was well-lit and revealed a roaring city below. The walls reflected her image back at her: a tall woman with broad shoulders and defined muscles. As she walked, she scraped her blonde curls into a ponytail. The door at the end of the hall sensed her body heat and opened so she could pass through without a second thought. The door opened to an intersection, where she turned left to