Jessica POV
For two hours, I was wading through paperwork. Most stations sought more funding or promotions for various reasons, including having passed some exams and needing placement. Others were asking for more police officers.
Some stations wanted the promoted officers to work elsewhere to gain experience. However, they also complained about not receiving enough respect from fellow staff members, who still view them as lower-level officers. I get it. Some places don't like having someone who was once their equal suddenly bossing them around.
A commotion outside my door had me looking up.
In walked Mr Andrews. My father, dressed in a made-to-measure suit, molded his hands to perfection. Considering he was my dad, he had aged well and looked mighty fine for a mature man.
"Dad." I s
