Being on the force was boring.
I only did it because it seemed easy enough - and I was good at all the things they needed me to be good at. Getting promoted to Detective was even better. No stupid uniform; not needing to be chained to a desk half the time. It was awesome. What was even more awesome though, was watching Franco just go nuts and wail on some guy who had the guts to tell him that he was a wackjob. That was like the highlight of my week... til he got kicked off. That was a bummer. But then I had a great idea. I'd just follow him. What's the worst that could happen, ey? 8Db