Against my better judgement, I set out the next day to see the policeman.
The sun was up so I wore some light clothing. I was at the playground where we had first met. I spotted him a distance away and walked faster.
“Glad you could make it”
“Cut the crap. What the hell do you want? Why are you going after my parents?”
“You left me no choice. You wouldn’t reply my letters or agree to talk to me”
“Well is for a damn reason. I want nothing to do with you”
“Why are you being so f*****g difficult. I just need your help. We need to take him down. He is the bad guy”
“You’re delusional”
“Call me what you want. It doesn’t matter”
“Let this be the end of this. We never met and I never had anything to do with you”
“You are going to help me” he said forcefully.
“You’re sick”
“Yes. Yes I
