Jimmy and David were chatting over tea. David used to be mainly responsible for anti-terrorism intelligence tasks, can't say much, but it's estimated he was transferred there after 9/11 in recent years.

Now having the opportunity to return to handling regular cases, even though he's not thrilled, he can accept it.

The people on the anti-terrorism line have too much authority. Initially, after 9/11, although most people were unhappy, they tacitly agreed that they could infringe on certain rights to some extent.

As days went by, the shadows of that time have gradually dissipated with time and US Army actions in the Middle East, so restrictions on the FBI have been brought back on the agenda.

Being able to leave that line now and return to normal is better than being restrained in the future, and there are not many opportunities to handle cases in the office, and even fewer chances to lead a team.

Now David, like Jimmy once, is acting head of the Homicide Team, Mahong is the official team leader, though seconded, his position hasn't been removed.

Office groups handling regular cases can interact more with higher-ups and people in the Bureau, providing broader opportunities for advancement, whether within the office, headquarters, or to other offices, the path is relatively wide.

The anti-terrorism line is relatively closer to DHS and their team, even in the Bureau they're transparent people; except for the leaders, it's hard for others to advance, especially since domestic terrorist cases in the United States are not many, most of the time they're investigating intelligence information.

David has clearly understood the situation of the Homicide Team in recent days, involved in various rumors about Jimmy. Although he is relatively older, he does not put on the airs of a senior, and the two chat pleasantly.

After drinking tea, David continued to check the materials, while Jimmy sat idly in his place waiting for notification.

Something is amiss, two weeks of suspension, the department transfer was decided beforehand. Since leaving fieldwork, he would no longer be under Hughes' supervision, so Jimmy didn't go there in the morning but planned to confirm everything first before meeting with them to chat.

It's been long past work hours, why hasn't anyone informed him? Jimmy took out his phone and checked, the FBI-issued phone, no messages at all, neither calls nor texts. He is sure this phone isn't out of credit, so definitely, no one tried to contact him.

In the office almost until noon, Jimmy was getting restless. Not knowing who to ask, he could only find the person most likely to know about his future arrangement, Tim Dunn in the administrative department.

The suburban vehicle newly assigned to Jimmy had not been reclaimed earlier, the keys are still in his hands.

Under normal circumstances, when being suspended and transferred to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Jimmy's car should have been recovered, but when Tim Dunn came to collect his gun and badge, he didn't collect the car keys. In principle, the car is still designated for his use, just waiting to see when someone notices this issue.

Jimmy put on his suit, came outside Tim Dunn's office, and seeing no one else inside, he knocked on the door, "Dunn."

Dunn looked up and glanced, "Oh, Jimmy, long time no see. Please, have a seat, how have you been lately?"

Jimmy sat in front of Dunn's desk, "I'm fine, took some time off to unwind, just came in to work today. Dunn, I have a question, do you know to which department I've been assigned?"

Dunn asked puzzled, "You didn't receive any notification?"

Jimmy nodded, "All morning no one came to find me, and there were no calls or texts."

Dunn: "Wait a moment, let me check."

Dunn searched Jimmy's name on the computer, furrowing his brows, "Oh, something must have gone wrong, your position should have been pre-assigned, why are you still in the Homicide Team? Please wait here a moment."

Dunn got up and left the office. He's mainly responsible for administrative tasks like personnel and equipment, and has nothing to do with department allocation, he hadn't paid particular attention to Jimmy's assignment before.

Jimmy sat idly in the office, the external internal affairs staff would always smile and nod inside as they passed the office door, making Jimmy uncomfortable, feeling as if ants were crawling on him.

These offices are separated by transparent glass, and without closing the curtains, Jimmy was like a display in the showcase inside.

Close to the noon break, Dunn finally returned, looking at Jimmy with a difficult expression, "Jimmy, your position still needs more time, it's not confirmed yet."

Jimmy widened his eyes, "What's going on?"

Dunn: "Don't ask, it's just not finalized yet, you can go back and wait for news."

Jimmy looking at Dunn's expression, also felt something was amiss, he nodded, stood up, fastened his suit, and left Dunn's office.

Something was off, Jimmy didn't return to the office, he went straight to Hughes'. Hughes was likely out for lunch, and Jimmy wasn't in the mood to eat, so he sprawled out in the conference room to nap a bit.

"Jimmy, why are you here?" Jimmy originally planned to take a short nap, didn't expect to actually fall asleep. Someone called his name, he turned his head to look, put his feet down, stood up, "Peter, I'm waiting for Hughes."

Peter: "Uh, you didn't call him? He's not here today."