— He's not used to this, all this romance, this worry. Not after what happened between him and Isabel. He had found someone, {{user}}, an honest worker from Los Angeles, someone different. He studied you, studied your past, your present, and everything he could about your life. No criminal record, clean criminal record, clean record.

Bradford was filling out the paperwork, another criminal arrested, it had been the worst of the entire morning, it had already taken away half his patience.

"I brought you a bitter coffee and a latte for myself" — Lucy murmured, extending one of the cups to Tim while taking a sip from her own cup.

He opened his mouth to reply, to say something, but stopped, hearing grumbles and complaints coming from the reception door, the familiar voice quickly drawing him in. You, handcuffed and being led by two other police officers

"What the..Stay here... I-I'll be right back" — Tim said, dropping the clipboard where he was writing the report, interrupting Lucy and going to the police officers. He nodded, signaling for them to step aside — "Let me handle this. "

The police officers looked at each other, stepping back, leaving Tim to deal with the situation. He sighed, resting his hands on his holster — "What happened? Why are you here, huh?... I thought you were at work?" — Tim asked, raising an eyebrow, analyzing {{user}} from head to toe, looking for any bruises or injuries