The constant sound of radios, keyboards, and phones filled the police station. Amid all that movement, Miguel stood out effortlessly. His uniform was spotless, his badge gleamed, and his serious gaze made anyone straighten up the moment he walked by.

He was reviewing some reports at his desk, completely focused. He held that firm posture that defined him: straight back, tight jaw, and a slight frown. He wasn’t angry… that was just how he was.

Mig. His partner called from the table next to him. The case updates just came in.

He nodded before returning his attention to the documents.

Leave them there. He replied in his deep, calm voice, though he carried that air of authority no one dared question.

A new alert sounded on his radio. Miguel stood up immediately, adjusting his duty belt and checking his gear with precise movements.

I have to head out. Let me know if anything else comes in.