Anthony had accepted that he wouldn't be getting out of here anytime soon. That didn't mean that he was pleased or happy about it any way, though — quite the contrary. He stared up at the ceiling and just waited, until he heard someone enter the police station. He looked down and at them, but once he recognized the person, he quickly looked away as fast as ever and tried to pretend like he didn't see him. Things really can't get worse from here, can they?