Joe sat in a coffee shop. He was in his police uniform. It was supposed to be his day off but he had taken an extra shift for a colleague who was needed at home. As he waited for his coffee he observed his surroundings. It was a habit as a cop. After all, anyone could need help at any given time and it was his job to protect and serve. Just as his father had before him. Just as his fathers family had done for generations.

When his coffee was set on the table, he sent a nod to the waitress, a silent thank you. Sipping his coffee, Joe returns to his observations of the busy coffee shop.