บท 8: Chapter 8

Sure, there’d been the odd outsider who had seen that a spot was open and they’d come in and tried to campaign, and then soon they’d run off with their tails between their legs. Yeah, Emil was proud of his dad being the guy he was, even if sometimes it affected their personal relationship.

“Hey, Emil,” the only female deputy, Erin Peters, said brightly from her desk.

“Hey, E. How’s it going?” Emil couldn’t help but to smile at her. She was the sister of his shrink, Evy, and the women couldn’t be more different if they’d tried. Emil liked them both, though.

“It’s okay. Been a good week so far,” she said and seemingly without realizing, reached a hand to rap her knuckles on the wooden desk.

“Dad in?” Emil asked, even though he could see him inside his office through the slits of the blinds.

“Yeah, go on in.”