Tom and Aiden were happy to do some cursory patrols around the streets and spend the rest of the shift at the station. In theory, it was to catch up on paperwork. In practise, they would probably end up catching a little shut-eye. And that’s the way it panned out. Aiden had won the race to get the good sleeping chair. During the daytime, it looked and acted like a normal office chair, but the hinge holding up the backrest was loose. If you pushed your body weight back, the backrest would recline so you could put your feet up on a desk for a quick nap. Tom grumbled and sat himself in front of a computer as Aiden switched off the lights in the interview room and closed the door. He would get up if the phone rang. It was part of the deal. Have a nap, but still be able to grab the phone by the third ring. Right now, Tom wished he had chosen to be a firefighter instead. He had taken a tour of a fire station when he had been stationed at one of the major regional centres in his first year.
