Yeah, Alex supposed that was a pretty strong difference between what police officers did and what he did. Alex had never been sent anywhere without at least an organization to keep an eye on, but he almost never knew what he was keeping an eye on them for until he was more or less looking down the barrel of a gun.

Then again, Alex had always been trying to prevent something from happening not, you know, catching people after the fact. In this particular instance, Alex can see how both approaches might apply. After all, part of the crime has already been done, but Alex isn't naive enough to think that this is the end goal of whoever brought them all here.

There's something coming. And Alex isn't sure if he has it in him to stop whatever that is. Not anymore.

"Are you good at your job?" Alex asks softly, and it's not an insult or a challenge when he does. It's such an honest and bald-faced attempt to seek some sort of comfort that Alex is immediately mortified at his question and buries his face in his arms to avoid looking at Sonny when he realizes what he just did.