Greg was sitting at his desk in the office, which for some reason after so much time seemed somehow outlandish. Before him, a whole mountain of unsolved cases and unsigned documents lay untouched, but he didn't feel like working at all. His thoughts constantly drifted away to a certain person. As if he still couldn't believe that everything is over, and now she is really his. And would stay, forever.
Greg started to rise from his seat, ready to go and check how Lana was doing. No point in trying to concentrate if his heart was calling him there. Besides he could lift his mood by annoying Mrs. Bright and maybe even steal a couple of kisses in the dark or whatever corner. But the knocking on the door made him pause and sink back. It seems his diabolical plans would have to wait, at least for a while.
