Sandra stated back at the refection before her, the brunette woman looking back at her was barely recognisable, she had lost that beautiful twinkle in those blue eyes of her that were once complimented by the former Detective Superintendant's trademark blonde hair. The chocolate brown hair dye made sure that she looked washed out so that no one would recognise her as Sandra Pullman.

Suddenly a rather loud tap interrupted whatever thoughts she was having, sending her heart to leap into her mouth. What if it was someone at the door? Christ, Sandra Pullman had become a woman afraid of her own front door. Then she remembered she wasn't Sandra Pullman anymore and as far as she was concerned this wasn't her front door, it was just a safe house where she was lying low for the time being. She lingered behind the bathroom door for five minutes or so, just in case someone was at the door. Satisfied the tap was a one off she slowly headed for the narrow hallway. Her sigh of relief rang loud throughout the apartment as she realised it was just a large envelope lying on the doormat. Cautiously she picked it up and moved through to the dark sitting room. Even before she empted out she knew what it was. She opened the royal red booklet to the page with the photograph. Rebecca Carson's passport had arrived. She quickly scan read the passport. Rebecca May Carson, a British citizen born on the 15th of September 1961 in Sheffield. Gulping she knew that Sandra Pullman was virtually none existent and had been replaced by Rebecca Carson who worked as a PA in a finance corporation just outside Manchester. Knowing she better keep it safe she placed it in her draw by her bed, along with her new driving licence and various other documents belonging to Rebecca. Taking the blanket off the bed she glanced around the room, perhaps if she had convinced herself she wasn't stopping there she might have thought about decorating it, giving it that personal touch. Wrapping the beige blanket around her shoulders she went back into the sitting room. She lay on the sofa slightly on her left side for all of thirty seconds before jumping up yelping in pain as her ribs were still bruised from the weeks before. Finally getting comfy she closed her eyes.