A more serious man, Peralta had never met.
Peralta himself was a goon, a good-time boy, always looking for a laugh and often set up those laughs himself with pranks on his fellow detectives at the bullpen. But there was one thing that Jake Peralta was deadly serious about.
But first, he had to discover the definition of the word penumbra. Holt loved to pepper big words into ordinary conversations. Jake wasn’t sure if it was to show off his extensive vocabulary and knowledge or to highlight Jake’s lack of them.
He leaned closer to Santiago. She was already whispering back to him, can be used to describe any grey area. Anything that’s not black and white.
Nodding his thanks to Santiago, he said to Holt, ‘Sir. Let me work on it. You know I hate to leave any case unsolved. Please, sir. Gimme a chance.’
‘Alright Peralta. You got two weeks.’