Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

All things considered, it was a slow day today. No strange phone calls, no Troopers up to ridiculous nonsense...

It was probably for the best, because Liam's mind kept drifting today. To the point where one of the Troopers eventually had to come back with a report he'd just finished filling out and ask him to redo it, as somehow Liam had managed to fill out the entire thing in Eunoia without even noticing.

Huh.

The Trooper Station is open, if absentminded today.

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[died8yearsago]

Well, then, here was something unusual for the day after all: Rosa breezing in with a box of donuts for the crew late in the morning.

"Sorry I've been gone." The apology didn't even sound forced or anything, either. "Big case back home. I didn't miss anything, did I?"

Yeah, she'd be willing to bet all the money in her wallet right now that the answer to that was a no.

[firstofitskind]

“You missed a crime wave the likes of which this town has never seen,” Liam deadpannwd.

Only true in the sense that the island had never actually seen a crime wave.

[died8yearsago]

That wasn't a smirk. That was just a trick of the light as Rosa snorted, flipping open the lid of the box to pick out a bear claw.

"So, what? A couple of squirrels hightailed it out of T&C with a bottle of rum? Someone accidentally slipped a pen into their pocket at the bank? A little old lady tried to cross the street and no one helped her?"

[firstofitskind]

“All of the above,” Liam retorted. “It was a crime wave after all.”

[died8yearsago]

"Wow." Just listen how impressed Rosa sounded, as she reached her desk and kicked up her feet. "How'd you guys even manage all that?"

[firstofitskind]

"It was pretty rough," Liam said. "But, you know. Teamwork and perseverance."