You carry all your secrets so close to your heart and you guard them better than is healthy. Sometimes I wonder if I should admit that I know all about it, from them to Hernandez and what you did to him. Yes, I even found out the truth behind that and I worry about the day when someone else will figure it out... I feel conflicted when I think about your actions. On one hand I understand, but on the other hand you're setting yourself above the criminals and the law. The law is not always right nor just, I know that and I understand, but you still took one step too far... Maybe more.
What should I do, boss? Should I tell you that I know? Or maybe it's better to keep acting as if I don't know anything...
Before I even finished my own background search on you—which is only fair, because I know you did the same to me—I always kind of knew. Just from the way you treat the cases with children and especially children with their mothers, especially if it's a mother and a daughter murdered while their Marine dad was away. I wouldn't be much of an investigator if I didn't catch the too obvious signs. Obvious to me anyway, although I wonder how many others know if they know.
You have that dark look on your face again. It was sad and almost gentle only a moment ago. You're thinking about them again, aren't you? Boss... You know you can trust me, right? I wish you knew that you can trust me with your secrets... I'm trusting you with mine. Well, like you I didn't given them willingly, but I trust you to not spread them around, just as I won't do with yours. Talk to me, please...
The End