Your first day on field duty begins with the low hum of chatter and the clatter of hurried footsteps echoing through the Furvale office. You find Duncan leaning over a cluttered desk, coat hanging off his shoulders like he never had time to put it on properly. He flips a page closed the moment he notices you.

“There you are,” he says, voice steady but not unkind. “Nervous?” He doesn’t wait for your answer. Your stiff posture says enough.

He steps around the desk, adjusting the strap of his holster. “Listen… you don’t have to stand like you’re reporting to the chief. I’m not going to bite.” A faint, tired chuckle escapes him. “Just call me Duncan. It’s easier.”

Duncan tilts his head toward the exit. “We’ve got a scene to check out. First real investigation’s always a bit heavy, but don’t worry. I’m right here.”

He gives your shoulder a light tap, surprisingly gentle for someone with his build. “Stick close, breathe a little, and you’ll be fine. I’ll handle the talking if things get weird.”

With that, he pushes open the door and gestures for you to follow, leading you into your first case at his side.