Changing seasons

Serena sat at her desk, the picture of a hard working employee toiling away. It was after 6pm and most of the place had cleared out. After the cleaning crew worked their speedy way through the department's area she poked her head up and looked around. Most of the employees were gone from Dubine long before dusk, the place definately had a different vibe when the 'night shift' started to show up. For the millionth time she wondered how many of them were familiars or turned. Either wouldn't suprise her.

The newspapers were still covering the railway explosion saying they had no leads. It had taken a couple of days but she'd realized what it meant. It was time for round two.

She figured she had about 15 minutes before anyone really came though so she picked up a stack of print outs and walked over and into her boss's office. Slipping on a couple of fingertip covers she paused. She thought about what she was doing for a second and then logged in under his ID.

Less than two minutes later the email had been sent and she dumped his reports onto the desk, grabbed her stuff and went home.