Officer John Gale
It was Tuesday morning; the sun was just on the brink of shinning on the great beautiful city of Miami. Sitting in his car, Officer John Gale was sipping his early morning coffee, getting ready for a long day ahead. Gale was tall, by his appearance he seemed to come from a Cuban background. He had bright blue eyes. It was very hard for anyone not to daze off looking into his eyes because of the amazing color they possessed. John was in his mid thirties, and people had done this all his life; for him it became mundane. He loved to wear those intimidating dark glasses cops…
