"No it isn't," Drea said, remembering how a couple of her officers had flipped on them, which was as much of a betrayal as anything. And of course, somehow, as far as she knew, they were still out there while she was in here. Thanks for that one, God. "By the way, speaking of friendly faces... I'm keeping my former occupation on the down-low. Because, you know, we're so respected in these kind of circles."