<div style="text-align: justify;">"Here we go again", the young woman thought to herself while getting to the place the organization she worked for referred to as "the headquarters". Every time she was called in, Victoria knew that something would happen. And this something wasn't always good. Well, it came with the territory.<br/><br/>"Good morning, Charlie", the girl greeted the expressionless man who guarded the entrance to the main office. His lack of expression had bothered Victoria at first, but now, three years in, she had gotten used to it. <br/><br/>"Good morning, Miss Victoria. You know how it goes", the man replied. With a nod, Victoria placed her purse on the ground near her feet and stepped forward, spreading her arms and standing still. The man pulled out something similar to a metal detector, and ran it over the young woman's body. After he finished, the man looked at a small visor and nodded. "You're good to go. Mr. Jones is waiting for you".<br/><br/>"Thank you, Charlie", the woman murmured, picking up her purse and walking through the open door, hearing it close softly behind her. Stepping into the main office, Victoria stared at Mr. Jones's (probably an assumed name) smiling face. Strangely enough, it felt like his smile was less meaningful than Charlie's lack of an expression. "Ah, Vicky, good morning", the man greeted her. "Always on time", the man continued.<br/><br/>"Please, do sit down. Your new partner will be here shortly".<br/><br/>"My... what?", Victoria replied, a note of annoyance clear in her voice. She didn't like the idea of simply getting a new partner, just like that. <br/><br/>"Your new partner. I know, I know, but you can't do this one alone. So, you need to take someone else with you", the man spoke quietly, yet firmly. "He should be here soon", he carried on, waiting for her to sit, and falling silent, as though he didn't really want to make small talk.</div>