“The youngest man to ever become a general in the country. Men in our profession look up to you. I never thought I’d meet you in person, Sir.” He added breathlessly.
The scene had played out more times than Olivia could count. It didn’t matter where they were. Recognition followed Clayton everywhere.
In restaurants, conversations would falter the moment he stepped inside. Public spaces were no different. Strangers stole glances; some gathered the nerve to approach, while others lingered at a distance, content just to watch.
She had long since grown used to it.
Clayton inclined his head slightly, the smile on his lips turning almost self-conscious.
“You’re giving me far more credit than I deserve, officer. I’ve only ever done my job. Same as you do.”
He stepped closer and extended his
