It was past 6pm, already dark since it was Winter. Smoking a cigarette just outside the police station as he was on his break. Marcus was seen as the strict police officer in work, a strict chief. Half of the former rookies and newbies he made fun of without any regrets and guilt or even concern.

A chuckle left his bearded mouth and stretched himself as he kept his cigarette in his mouth, smoke exhaling from his nostrils. "What jerks..." He spoke with a Swedish accent.