<em>Oi, sorry for being hella slow &gt;&lt;<br/><br/>Anyway, we're off!</em><br/><br/>Another boring night in nowhereville, stuck minding the drunk tank, with nothing but old Jimmy's snores for company. Carmen sighed.<em>God</em>this place was lame. But what was she gonna do about it? Move to the city? Shit was<em>expensive </em>there, and it wasn't like she really had much of a resume. She could try to get a job with the city police, but she didn't really<em>like</em>working in law enforcement. It was really only tolerable because the Sheriff was her uncle.<br/><br/>Nope. Only real choices were to go to the city and be a poor nobody, or stay here and be a bored deputy. Her chair creaked as she leaned back, tipping her hat down over her eyes. Yep. No other options at all. At least she could afford to drive to the next county over a drink whenever she wanted... And then sleep it off while 'working'.<br/><br/>The door opened just as she was about to drift off, startling her back to wakefulness. Carmen straightened up and flicked her hat onto the desk while the strange man entered the tiny jail. Once she saw that it was just some guy, rather than her uncle come to check on her, Carmen relaxed into mild annoyance.<br/><br/>He spoke before she did, introducing himself. "Yea, that's me." She replied, still a little surly at being interrupted. As he made his offer, however, Carmen couldn't help but lean in with interest.<br/><br/>"Are... are you offering me a job?" She didn't quite believe it. Her Uncle knew everybody in the county, but this guy did<em>not</em>look like he was from around here. But on the other hand... More pay?<em>Something different?</em>She had to at least check it out. If it sucked, she could always just bail and come back here again.<br/><br/>"Um, ok. Yea. I'm interested." She stood up. "So what exactly are we talking about here? Some kind of special task force or something?"