Chapter 5
Clark sat at his desk with his feet propped up while Anderson sat in another chair playing games on his phone. David walked into the office.
"I'm back from my meeting," David said. "It ended a little early."
"Dad!" Anderson cheered before running up to David and giving him a hug.
"What are you so excited about?" David asked.
"I want to tell you about my day," Anderson replied. "Uncle Max let me observe an interrogation."
"What?" David asked.
"I let him watch an interrogation of a suspect," Clark replied.
"Don't ever do that again," David said.
"Dad," Anderson said.
"Anderson does not need to be exposed to criminals like that," David said. "If you want to teach him something, teach him the value of deskwork."
"I don't like deskwork," Anderson said. "I want to become a police officer."
"No you don't," David said.
"Dad," Anderson said.
"When your mother walked out on us when you were 5, I made it my priority that I would make sure you're safe," David said. "No son of mine will be a police officer! Let's go!"
"Dad!" Anderson shouted. "I'm sick of you treating me like a little child! I am almost 15!"
"I said let's go," David said in a stern tone.
Anderson walked out of the office and David looked at Clark.
"I don't think it would be a good idea for my son to hang around here," David said.
"David," Clark said. "I'm sorry."
"Sure you are, Max," David said.