Special Agent Tim Simmons was beginning to wonder just when his day would end, first there were all the damn meetings with the personnel division this morning, the DHS GS meeting in the early afternoon and then the adventure he'd just returned from with Frank. They'd been tailed, found their pursuer in a local Denny's and turned down that prick's offer to throw an innocent man to the wolves in order to help the state government avoid a lawsuit. Now Tim was back at the office and needed to speak with SAC Johnson as soon as possible.
He made his way towards the SAC's office, running over what had happened in his head and wondering just he should inform his new boss that somebody had tried to bribe him on his first day on the job. Tim moves towards the door and knocks. Normally he'd notice that the SAC didn't really have much of an office or an assistant, things that any FBI SAC from Augusta to Tacoma would consider part of the job. Oh well, he thinks as he finishes knocking.