To: Ex-Marshals Hawkes, Tendo, Cotton, Watson, Weaver

[Rebecca Cotton]

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Sender: Rebecca Cotton
Recipient: Director Christopher Jensen
Subject: The Marshals

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Euh, what now. Is this more spam?

She softly muttered to herself. More spam, more spam, more spam. This is all that Becky had been receiving in her inbox as of late ever since she accidently signed up to a dodgy site trying to sell her luxuary makeup for cheap. She should have known better but the lure was far too great. Skimming through her mail, sorting the good from the bad, she came across a strange transmission addressed to her and a few familiar faces so she opened it. Slowly reading through it her eyes widened with awe to see that her old 'family' were coming back. The gleam in her eye shone through and she struggled to contain her excitement. Attempting to compose herself she spoke:

Oh my, where do I begin. Yes, yes and yes!!! I have missed the Marshals sooo much! Just tell me where and when and I shall be there!

The transmission ends. Becky pauses for all of about a second before letting out a humongous scream of joy.

Rebecca Cotton