Peggy's POV
I sighed heavily and took a long, long sip of my coffee. Tea was usually my drink of choice, but some mornings, the caffeine that came with tea just didn't cut it. This was one of those mornings.
I tried to force my brain to engage, but for some reason, it refused to. I stared out at the office without really seeing it. The massive stack of case files on my desk floated into my field of vision, even though I was actively trying not to look at it, until a hissing whisper to my left made me jump and snapped me out of my haze.
"Carter!"
I turned to see Jack Thompson, Chief of the New York SSR, leaning out of his office door and whisper-shouting towards me like children did when they wanted to share a secret. I silently raised an eyebrow at him, expecting an explanation, but instead he just motioned for me to join him in his office before disappearing back inside himself.
I sighed. If I wasn't awake enough for case files, I certainly wasn't awake enough for Jack Thompson's antics. But, on the other hand, whatever seemed to be going on with him would likely prove more interesting than my stack of case files.
I stood, since I couldn't exactly ignore Jack anyway. I walked into his office and shut the door behind me, then faced Jack, who sat behind his desk and watched my every move as I crossed the room to take a seat.
"What's got a bee in your bonnet?" I asked, kicking my feet up on his desk. He scowled, but didn't say anything, which is how I knew this must be serious.
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