Prompt from BookRookie12: Nostalgia
Things used to be very different in the office, Williams mused in a fit of nostalgia. When he had started out, it was practically expected that officials would have a little extra on the side. There were so much to get done, so many people with expectations, it was easy enough to let something slip to the bottom of the pile in exchange for a small donation. In those days, a man could get rich working in government, as long as he was careful.
Now, with sharper eyes keeping lookout, all the old traditions were fading away. Even his small indiscretions, nothing compared to what his predecessors had done, would eventually be sniffed out and punished.
Mycroft Holmes' assistant appeared at Williams' side. "Mr Holmes would like you to see him in his office. Now."
Williams gathered his things regretfully, knowing he most likely would not be coming back here again. Yes, things used to be very different around here.