Max makes her way out.

Max kept her head down as she made here way through the station, there were plenty of cops around, but they all seemed occupied with all the problems that were common place in cities these days; overpopulation, segregation, gang ****.

As she moved through the crowded station she caught sight of her reflection in one of the mirrors. Her hair was tussled and clung to her forehead, her lips were swollen, and her skin shinned from the layer of sweat on it. Anyone that looked at her long enough would see how flustered she was, see that she looked like pure sex. "Fucking pervert" She muttered thinking of the cop she had just fucked in the interrogation room.

"Excuse me?"

Max turned to the voice behind her.

"Oh shit" she choked, her heart beating faster.

"Max!?" said Walter looking at her dressed in the sector cop uniform...