Sometimes, Annie thought, it was possible to let yourself get too excited by a new idea or undertaking. She hadn’t wanted this position outside of Vegas, but she had steeled herself to it; she had made the decision that no only would she not give up her badge -- like they
wanted her too -- but she would take this bullshit position they had given her, and she would make it a resounding success.
There would be some dead ends, of course, but there were always bodies to be found in the desert. She was sure of it; she would clear some of these cases and get back in the Bureau’s good graces, at least long enough to get her the hell out of this dead end and back into real work that actually
mattered.
The enthusiasm had died off months ago. No one wanted to play ball. She could smile and lay on the sugar, or she could flash her badge and get angry, none of it mattered. She might as well not even be there. It was complete stonewalling on all sides.
( A Familiar Face )