“Hmm… you know I’m going to have to consider this a missing person’s case by nine o’clock tomorrow morning, Mr. Green, regardless that you’re declining police assistance for the moment.”
“I’m aware.” Please, just let me f*****g go. I could have your job for keeping me here.
The middle-aged man scowls at the stack of papers in front of him, his thoughts obviously focused anywhere but. “All right. I don’t have to remind you not to take the law into your own hands, though. We don’t need another Jack Hyde incident.” Thank the f*****g Lord!
“That was more my wife, if you recall,” I scoff bitterly, my insides twisting at the recollection, and I rise from the vinyl seat across from the Chief’s desk. He shakes my hand, and as I turn to go, he grips it harder, pulling me around again. His streng
