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Sandra sat at her new desk. She wasn't so sure about this. It was all so new, so busy, so...modern. Before UCOS, this is what her job consisted of day in day out. It felt like the dinosaurs had aged her 30 years over 1 decade- but she wouldn't have had it any other way. Distracting herself with thoughts of UCOS passed the time and made her smile. She stared at the computer screen before her. A new computer- too modern for her liking. Oh god, how old did she sound?! There was a knock on the door and Max entered.
"You ok hun?" He asked in his often-too-caring-and-more-annoying way.
"Yeah." She sighed. Although being with Max, she never admitted to him how much UCOS meant to her.
"Ok. When are we leaving?" Max questioned.
"In 10. I just want to check something." She replied.
Sandra had almost completed her first (touch wood) successful case. A group that hid out on the London countryside. Being based in London was much better than being abroad. That was her main concern when taking the job but the offer of being based in London was too tempting to refuse. It seemed perfect at the time. The group of active criminals sold information on cases and spread numerous rumours that caused wars. Your typical shit-stirrers really. Sandra printed out the search warrant,if,needed and walked over to retrieve her coat. It had been so long since she had been on a raid, apart from the one at Benton's ice cream but even that was over 5 years ago...
They jumped in the back of a plain van as the team of 10 kitted up with protective gear. As much as she loved this and as much as it felt right- it felt just as wrong.