*NYPD break room—4:34 PM*

*

Daisy was standing still. She had been standing in that position for a while. She was staring at her old locker room when she still worked for the police. Her house keys were there, it had been a while since she last stepped into her old home, and probably her house was darn filthy.

“Suddenly, cleaning an apartment seems more daring and exhausting than cleaning a full mansion,” Daisy thought, taking her home’s ...