Two officers push through the station's double doors tailed by a young vagabond wearing a trucker's hat; his jeans held up by twine. Officers assess the situation, searching for any visible weapons. Eyes look to the left and right. Hands move to pistols. A severely frayed t-shirt exposing the stranger's left shoulder blade and pectorals raise eyebrows. Taupe viscous dripping down the drifter's side invokes disgust. Noticing the vagrant, Marino's countenance shifts...