𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟓 | 𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

the loud bustle of the police station was typical for a tuesday morning in gasforth. but unlike the plainclothes officers on the other side of the room, the uniformed police actually got some work done. although, as a hard-working member of the latter, you may have been a bit biased.

detective grim finally excused himself for an early lunch break, and thankfully taken his shouty voice down the hall. in his absence, the CID officers were like junior kids who’s teacher had left the class. not that they weren’t like that normally.

finally relieved of his boss’ presence, robert kray took the liberty to do as he pleased.