As the three of them settled into their seats in the lecture hall, the atmosphere felt a mix of anticipation and formality. The room resembled a typical classroom, with rows of desks facing a large chalkboard at the front. Cassian couldn't help but feel a bit awkward sitting next to Sergeant Dallas.
The lecture hall was bustling with law enforcement personnel from various stations across the city. Cassian wasn't sure exactly how many there were, but he knew there were four special units, including the one he belonged to.
What intrigued him most was the mystery surrounding what set these special units apart from the regular ones. To break the awkward silence and engage in conversation—something Cassian preferred—he turned to Sergeant Dallas and asked, "Sergeant, can I ask you a question?"
She turned to him, her expression icy. "If it's something personal, then no."
