For the officers who never asked to be heroes—just to go home at the end of the shift.
For the ones who carry the weight, wear the badge, and hold the line when things fall apart.
The skull and crossed batons aren’t just a logo—they’re a nod to every dark alley, every traffic stop, every call where backup might not come fast enough.
Minimal look. Maximum respect.
For the ones who run toward the fight when everyone else is running away.
