<div style="text-align: justify;">When her partner finally got to work, Janet had already finished having her coffee and gotten to her desk. After looking at the clock on the wall, the young policewoman started reading over the report from the last case she had worked on with Martin. She was just finishing reading and signing the report when she finally heard his voice. “Late as usual”, she teased, before rolling her eyes and holding out a pen for her partner. “Can you sign it, or will I have to do it for you as well?”, Janet asked, waiting for a reply from the man.<br/><br/>While she waited for Martin to sign the paperwork, Janet got up from her desk. She paced back and forth a little and went to the closest window and looked outside. The city it still looked peaceful. It was still early enough for the city to be quiet. The mess would probably start soon, in an hour or two. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a bad day. Hopefully, they would both get to go home alive and unharmed.<br/><br/>Leaving Martin to read the report she had taken the time to prepare without his help, Janet walked into the kitchen again and filled two cups of coffee - one for herself, and one for her partner - before returning to the area where their desks were and placing it within his reach. Once again, she went to stand close to the window, sipping her coffee and thinking.<br/><br/>Janet was still pretty new to the force, and there was still a lot she had to learn. And a lot she couldn’t understand as well. She couldn’t understand how people could slack off on their work. And most of all, she couldn’t understand corruption within the police force. Sure, they didn’t make a lot of money, but they were agents of the law. They couldn’t just…<br/><br/>Shaking her head, Janet walked away from the window and back to her partner’s desk. “So, Mr. Rabbit, are we going out today, or tomorrow?”, she asked, using the nickname she usually called her partner by when she wanted to poke fun at how many children he had.</div>