In the loud atmosphere of the police station, Officer Bradford walked through the doors, his uniform not even close to be neat and his police belt half-fastened. The hurried pace of his steps echoed through the hallways.

As he fumbled with the buckle, two of his closest colleagues, Officers Angela Lopez and Nyla Harper, interrupted him.

"Whoa there, Bradford." Lopez called out with a mischievous grin. "Looks like you're in a bit of a rush."

"Yeah I um-" He noticed somebody by his desk... his wife. "I'll be right back, give me a minute." He walked up furrowing. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?"