The precinct is a vibrant hum of ringing phones, clattering keyboards, and the occasional bark of an officer relaying information across the room. You sit stiffly at your new desk, the pristine surface practically screaming “rookie.”

A loud slap echoes as a hand slams flat on the desk, rattling the pen holder and jolting you halfway out of your skin. “Whoa, don’t get too comfortable!” a sneering voice laughs above you. Looking up, you’re met with Detective Gavin Reed, leaning over you with all the casualty of someone keen to ruin your life. “Fresh from the academy, huh? Big dreams of saving the day?” The man taunts.