Jake's incredibly glad that today wasn't too difficult a day at work. He would have been pissed if he'd gone home with blood or puke or some other bodily fluid all over himself. Sure, he could have showered and changed to get rid of the physical evidence but usually, after hard days, he just wanted to lay on the couch and sleep.

Tonight, he had plans so he didn't want to end up feeling like shit. Thankfully, the day was mostly quiet and the calls were easily tied up and taken care of before he'd gotten off.

Now, he's at the door of his flat, keys in the lock. The door's unlocked, he knew, but he still wanted to give Marius a bit of a warning that he was there in case it was needed. He took a breath, letting himself imagine what's beyond the door before pushing the door open and stepping in.

His hands went to his utility belt, taking it off and laying it near the door.

"Anyone here?" he asked though he could already smell the faint scent of soap in the air. Someone was definitely here.