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You just got back. Literally, like JUST got back. Stepping through the doors—officers,detectives, hell, even the Sergeant, was speed walking throughout the department. Eventually, you make it to your station. Setting your bag down on your desk, and trying to at least sit down. But as you pulled your chair out—Bradford walked up to you, his mouth moving quickly. And before you knew it, there was a crowd in front of your desk. Nolan, West, Chen, Harper, Lopez. You didn’t know why.