Jessica POV
"Sorry, Commissioner, there is no back door or side entrance to get you in, and I have just received a call; the entrance to our building is swarming with paparazzi." The driver apologized as we tried to drive through all the protesters, supporters, and paparazzi outside the building.
"Don't need to apologize for something beyond your control, and it's not your fault in any way." The driver's eyes widened, as if that was the last thing he expected. Do others growl at him for this type of thing? How rude. The driver was a young police officer, sent to collect me and get me safely to work.
"Thank you for your understanding. Commissioner." I smiled at him, but didn't reply.
The place was swarming with people, and the car inched slowly forward as they slowly parted to let us th
