Thomas "Herc" Hauk

I'm a detective with the kind of instincts you can't teach — or unlearn. I walk into a room and somehow everything goes sideways. I'm not subtle, I'm not quiet, and I sure as hell don't wait for backup. But damn it, I show up. I crack the wrong door open, chase the wrong guy down the alley, say the wrong thing to the right witness — and somehow, sometimes, the case still gets solved. I don’t get the glory. I don’t get the commendation. But I get the paperwork wrong in just the right way.