<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">The light went green and Carlos looked back straight ahead. Had it gotten worse? Definitely, but it turned more and more into some hell on earth.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Lea, worse is too mild for it. Since you left they partnered me first with Nyman. That was already kind of unfair, but luckily he shot that guy and I believed it would get better. But I was wrong, my next partner was Houseman and you know that he has some alcohol problem. Everybody knows it, nobody wants to work with him, but of course the best officer they have has to work with him. He had to quit the force after he arrived at a trial, where he had to make a testimony, totally drunken and puked over the stand. Then I got Di Santi and working with Di Santi is really the worst I ever had to do. He is lazy, forgetting essential things and on every crime scene I had to assign him to some minor works and do it all by myself. It really makes no more sense to me to work there. I had planned to get out for some time, but I never found the courage to do it. But now with the chance to work with you it will be an easy decision. I am really looking forward to it."</span><br/><br/>He cast her a short look to see how she took that news.</div>