Samantha let out a small relieved sigh, but still did not relax completely. She just seriously hoped that that person will not walk out this time. That the proofs, evidence, witnesses would not simply disappear... Like it happened so many times before. The female winced slightly, then blinked, shaking those thoughts away. No, the city was slowly changing, after the Hell Week things started to change for the better. There was hope.<br/><br/>Her view was a little blocked  by the prisoner transporter, but still.. She started looking a little to the sides, moving the weapon, looking around the place. And then her attention returned to the transporter.