#c. kit

Reina had been keeping herself...less busy lately, telling herself she needed to slow down before she really hit a burnout. Over the years she had managed to keep herself away from that, though she could tell she was slipping over the course of the last few weeks. Against her brain's thought process, she had taken a whole week off to try and relax. The beach had become a sanctuary of hers when it wasn't cloudy or cold, otherwise she was in the house catching up on shows she had forgotten she liked.

Now, back in the office, she was catching up on any new or active cases that needed to be looked at. One sitting first in her pile on her desk was someone she had spoken to on the phone a few weeks prior. Double-checking her calendar, she saw she had planned a meeting with him this morning, effectively scratching him off her list. Moving things around in her office, tidying it up and all, Reina proceeded to make her way out to the sitting area where there were already about five faces looking back at her. "Mr. Castellanos?" she asked out, eyes scanning the crowd to see who would look her way so she could put a face to a name on paper and a voice over the phone.