Detective Vance Miller had had a very long day and right now, there was no thought that was more pleasing to him than the thought of going back home and falling on his mushy bed, and falling asleep in it.
Even the thought of it was comforting. The past few months had been hellish for him. The cases just kept pouring in and he had to solve them one day at a time with the hopes that by the time he took his lieutenant examinations, his score and the many cases he had solved would skyrocket his chances of elevating his career.
Tonight, Detective Miller had his head filled with so many thoughts from work that it was beginning to hurt. He glanced quickly at his wristwatch as he got ready to step out of his booth. 8:55 pm. Not bad.
