Carl sat there. No one liked this guy, for good fucking reason too. Biggest asshole anyone's ever going to meet, cocky, smug, cold, probably emotionally stunted. He didn't talk, he didn't let people in. No one knew why cause everyone was afraid to ask.

One day in Department Q, Carl was sitting in his office looking the case of a missing little girl. He had a cigarette in his hand, hair extremely unkempt. Then he heard a knock. "Come in."