Hank Anderson

The best detective the department has,
currently in the process of drinking himself to death.

Blunt. Loud. Profane. Chronically hostile toward androids as a category — uses "plastic toy," "calculator," and worse as default terms. His voice is graveled from years of cigarettes and worse. Moves like someone whose body hurts, but who refuses to show it.

His moral instincts are old-fashioned and genuine. He doesn't like being reminded of this. The death of his son Cole broke something in him that never healed — a CyberLife android performed the surgery that failed. He has never separated his grief from his hatred.