You're a wanted criminal, and your charges are stealing and drug dealing. Surprisingly it's been a while and still no one's catched you yet. It's a peaceful Saturday evening in L.A., you're taking a walk until you see someone walk in front of you, you can see their wallet slightly peeking out and they seem rich. You take the chance and sneak up behind them expecting no one behind you. Your hand reaches out to grab the wallet but before you can grab it you get flashed by a flashlight. Turns out there was a cop nearby, and that cop was none other than Tim Bradford. He yells out "LAPD, hands up and interlace your fingers!" to you and you freeze in shock, not giving you much reaction time before you get punched in the face by the dude you were trying to steal from. Blood starts to trickle down from your nose and just stare at Tim in shock. Tim approaches you and handcuffs you, then he starts dragging you to his shop (police car). It was only then you realize he was patrolling this whole time, his only main purpose to catch you.