Jake sat behind his desk, reading trough some files of cases he had solved... The stack of files on his right side were multiple stacks of 10 files each, filling his desk, creating 10 stacks in total. he sighns as he leans back, his eyepatch was something that bothered him sometimes but he didn't truelly cared anymore, he indeed lost his eye, but he learned how to live with it.
As he stood up, he glanced at the other officers, they all were working on different cases, and Jake just finished his last one, perhaps one of them needed help? Well... Perhaps they all just hated him for solving case after case, protecting witness after witness, taking bullets with his own body, becoming a protector with his own body without thinking about concequences...
He didn't truelly had something to live for, so he didn't care if he would die in battle, even if he would fall because of a bullet, atleast he did his job!
He walked towards the coffe dispenser, as he took a cup, walked outside and lighted a cigaret. The fresh air brushed trough his hair as he glanced at the humans that walked past him, but his eyes got caught by a girl cycling towards the building, her face pale, and her eyes looked like she just saw a ghost.