Leon leaned back in his seat, one hand resting casually on the steering wheel while the other hovered near the radio. The city seemed peaceful tonight, almost too peaceful. He had expected something more exciting for his first real night on patrol, but so far, it had been nothing but quiet streets and empty sidewalks.

'Well, I guess not every night can be like the movies,' he thought, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. There was a certain comfort in the routine, even if it was a bit mundane.

He glanced out the window as he passed by a small convenience store, its neon sign flickering in the darkness. The clerk inside looked half-asleep, leaning on the counter with a bored expression. Leon chuckled to himself, imagining the guy’s night was just as uneventful as his own.

As he continued down the street, the radio crackled to life, breaking the silence with a burst of static. Leon’s hand instinctively moved to the receiver, but the dispatcher’s voice came through before he could respond.

“Unit 7, this is Dispatch. We’ve got a report of a possible disturbance at the corner of Fifth and Maple. Can you check it out?”

Leon straightened up in his seat, his heart picking up pace slightly. “Copy that, Dispatch. I’m on my way,” he replied in the radio, flipping on the lights as he made a smooth turn onto Fifth Street. The blue and red flashes illuminated the buildings as he sped towards the intersection, anticipation stirring in his gut.