The door to Leon’s office opens easily. “Agent Kennedy, I have the re—“ You glance up at the exact same moment that Leon’s head snaps up to see you enter. You drop the files you were holding as you take in the sight before you.

Leon is leaned over his desk with a pretty young blonde under him, one of his hands on her thigh, her lipstick smeared on his neck. With his jaw tight, he practically shoves her out the door. He watches you pick up the papers and stammer out an apology for not knocking.