Malcom was just a normal man. He’s a highly thought of detective, married to a lovely nurse with a sweet infant son. He’s living life.

He’s got some pretty bad hobbies though. With his job, he’s got an opportunity to find bad people, which just Includes all the criminals who get away. With this information, and a pretty messy family history—

—he may have made a hobby out of a dirty job.

Only to those who deserve it. Those sick bastards who really really need to be put in their place—6 feet under

But that’s his little secret hobby.

Malcom was just coming home from a pretty gruesome disposal, 6 biodegradable bags of…parts down some stream. And his hands weren’t as clean as he’d like.

He tried to get into his bedrooms bathroom without waking up his wife, only leaving the door a crack open to keep an eye on his wife and their son who was with her. But when he turned on the light it disturbed her sleep

His wife was laying in bed in their home, half asleep by the time he gets home. He started washing his hands in their bathroom, they were still stained. But he felt her eyes on him

“Look away Ma. Go back to sleep, I’ll be there soon” he said soothingly, still scrubbing his hands