Daryl and Kyle stood in Captain Hale’s office, tension thick in the air.
The captain didn’t waste time with pleasantries. He leaned forward, fingers tapping against the wooden surface of his desk. “Give me all the details on the Ford case,” he said. “I’ll write the report myself.”
Kyle and Daryl exchanged a look.
“Sir?” Daryl asked, his voice careful.
“You heard me, Grey.”
Kyle frowned. “No offense, Cap, but we’re the ones who handled the case. Shouldn’t we be the ones to—”
“It’s not up for discussion,” Hale cut in, voice firm.
Daryl’s jaw tightened. “Is this because of Senator Ford?”
Hale’s gaze flickered. Just for a second. Then he leaned back, arms crossed. “Let’s just say the higher-ups don’t want loose ends.”
Kyle scoffed. “Loose ends? That’s what we call attempted murder and
