Chapter Ten
Brandon
BRANDON WORKED the graveyard shift, midnight till eight in the morning. He had for the past three years since he started with the police force. He liked it not only because he’d always been a bit of a night owl, but also, to be honest, it was gravy.
Usually the most exciting thing to happen during his shift involved taking an inebriated motorist into custody. Occasionally he’d answer a domestic disturbance call, but when he did, he generally met another officer at the scene. He didn’t have a partner unless he was training a newbie or special circumstances dictated an alteration to the scheduling. Normally, he stuck to a routine, mainly fielding traffic incidents, issuing warnings and tickets. And to break the monotony, he’d sometimes stop by the local 7-11 or Speedy
