Sullivan POV
When I walked to the beanery everyone was there as I expected.
"Sir what is going on? Warren didn't wanted to tell us what this meeting is about." Bishop asked.
"At first I want you all to sit down." They all sat at the table, but I was still standing in front of the top of the table.
"I asked you to come here, because someone stole 3 vials of fentanyl from PRT." I said and everyone started throwing suspections about, what could have happened with the vials. They were in shock.
"Sir do you think that someone from the A shift did this?" Travis asked.
"We already know who did this." Warren said angrily and everyone started plotting again.
"It was me." I said and the whole team couldn't believe it. I looked at Andy who sat as close to me as possible.
"You heard him. He stole the drugs. He stole the drugs from my truck, because of him I could have lost PRT without even going on the first call in it." Warren said and made me look at him. He sat opposite Andy so I lost eye contact with my rock - my wife.
"Why did you do this Sir?" Jack asked.
"What difference does it make Jack? He did it and there will be consequences." Ben said.
"It makes a difference! Remember when I had a PTSD. I wasn't here, but Maya what you told me that Capitan Herrera said that day?" Jack asked.
"He said that we are family and when one of us is struggling, then we have to help." Maya answered.
"That's right we are a family. Does stealing drugs looks like struggling for you Ben?" Jack continued.
"Well you are probably right. I'm sorry sir. Please tell us what's wrong?" Warren said a bit confused.
"Ok I will start from the beginning."
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