Emmalee set her bag down at her workstation and looked around slowly. 10 years since she'd been part of the Ministry. Things had certainly changed. Her eyes lingered over each corner and details as she scanned the work area, the small smile on her lips growing with each passing moment.

Smoothing a wrinkle out of her skirt, Emmalee opened her bag and extracted the clothes for her work in the greenhouses, folding them neatly before tucking them in a drawer and resting her workboots on top of them.

Snapping the clasp on her bag, Emmalee settled into her chair and crossed her ankles.

Now, where were her coworkers??