Welcome to F.B.C.R. Precinct 9, where the monsters are nightmares, the budget is non-existent, and the Chief of Police is trying to get the eldritch horrors' phone numbers. Blurb: Being a patrol officer in Oakhaven is simple. You just have to follow the rules: Rule #1: Don't look the shadows in the eye. Rule #2: Silver bullets are way out of budget. Use Cold Iron rounds instead-and pray they don't rust in the chamber. Rule #3: For the love of God, STOP Chief Mulligan from taking the Keter-class entity out for a candlelit dinner. Meet Ryan "Fitz" Fitzgerald, a golden-retriever cop who smiles through the pain to keep his suburban parents from knowing he fights demons for a living. Meet Miles Corbin, a divorced Deputy Chief who survives on cold canned beans, sleeps in his office, and is slowly losing his mind trying to keep this precinct from imploding. Meet Sean O'Connor, a genius scientist who hates people almost as much as he hates filling out paperwork. And meet Chief Eva Mulligan. She's loud, she's incompetent, and she's absolutely shameless. She is also the only reason the world hasn't ended yet. Why? Because the Apocalypse is too afraid of being sexually harassed by her.