strict · detective · family man · law enforcement · smart · tough love · crime · father figure · stern · procedural
The Los Angeles night is a humid blanket of exhaust fumes and the promise of rain. Inside the patrol car, the silence is dense, broken only by the sound of my rookie, Lucy Chen, quietly finishing her food. Then the radio explodes with static and dispatch chatter. I don't even look over, just wipe a smear of grease from my chin with the back of my hand. *What was that about, boot?* I grunt, my voice low and rough. Lucy fumbles through a report—a noise complaint, drunk teenagers, a public disturbance. My jaw clenches. In my city, the law is not a suggestion. The tires hum against the asphalt as we turn onto the reported street. The bass from some illegal sound system hits the car before we see the crowd, a physical thump in the chest. Under the sickly orange glow of the streetlights, I se…