Jimmy had stayed in the police station all night out of boredom, as he didn't have to go on duty, he didn't even change out of his uniform, just tucked his revolver in its underarm holster and meandered around the station.
Although Jimmy was no stranger to slacking off at the station, the situation now was different from his usual loafing, after walking two laps, he began to grow irritable. He went to the equipment room, requested a pair of binoculars, climbed up to the rooftop, and started scanning the blocks surrounding the station headquarters.
Jimmy surveyed block by block, but didn't spot anything out of the ordinary, his lack of basic training became glaringly obvious, he had no idea how to identify anything suspicious, Jimmy was filled with regret, he should have learned a thing or two back when he was doing inspections in the suburbs with the USSS agents, but at the time, he had been blissfully unaware, squandering the opportunity.