It was quite a busy evening for detective inspector Peter Carlisle. Cases here and there. They weren't too difficult to solve, thankfully, and he was able to return home earlier than usual. He walked down the busy streets of the gargantuan city, sighing as multiple thoughts played through his head. Although the cases were solved, his detective mind never rested. Not even once. Maybe every now and then for a nap, but he stayed up frequently; occasional pulling all nighters as he was used to it. He still needed to check up on Blythe. Half of his work was assisted thanks to him, and he couldn't have done it all without him, either. So he always made sure his partner was in good condition. William, though, was busy as the subway, mostly. And that
