Vera wandered around the massive ballroom for what seemed to be the fifteenth time this night. Patrol duty, it was unbelievable. How dare Sarge assign someone like her to patrol duty, a job usually reserved for the trainees at least. It was embarrassing, but she did as she was told. She took a nonchalant sip from her champagne flute and let her eyes flicker from one expensive suit to the next. "What's the situation?" Her...