Officer Grayson

Why

Bludhaven | Thursday - 12:03 PM

Officer Grayson sat in the patrol car, eating donuts. That's how it usually always starts out. Sitting there, minding his own business.

He was about to start on his donut when suddenly...

Bang!

Dang it...

He looked out the window and saw gunmen just shooting up the street. He sighed and put the donut back.

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Bludhaven | Friday - 12:23 PM

Same scenario. Grayson was in the car, about to eat a donut. His peace was yet again, ruined.

"ALL UNITS. WE NEED BACK UP. REPEAT, REQUESTING BACK UP."

"Dang it..." Officer Grayson moaned.

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Bludhaven | Saturday - 11:59 PM

Grayson yet again, sat in the car. This time, his hands were on the wheel, just waiting to be needed. Waiting for a explosion, or a gun shot, or a back up call, robber, anything.

Now 12:13, and all seemed quiet. He smirked and quickly went to open the donut box, and grab the creme filled glazed.

He was ready to enjoy his snack, when bad luck struck him.

"Sighting of Red Hood on west avenue. Officer Grayson, you in that area?" The intercom asked.

He groaned and dropped the glazy treat, before replying. "Yes..." He said annoyed.

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Bludhaven | Sunday - 9:23 AM

It was Dicks day off, so nothing could ruin this. He flipped open the donut box, and grabbed one. He raised it, and opened his mouth, but it stopped mid way, when his phone went off.

He looked at it, to see the name Victoria Anarki lighting up. She only ever called him when it was business, meaning his day off was just cancelled.

"DANG IT!!"

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