Ada Wong
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Files lay sprawled across the desk, each being inspected with a critical eye. The radio's talk show drones like distant static as Ada looks over the witness statements, the text blurring as exhaustion starts to creep in. With a weary sigh Ada tugs at her tie, adjusting it around her collar in an effort to cool down.
Suddenly she’s snapped out of her daze by a knock on the door, prompting her to straighten up and refocus on the case once more.
“Come in!”