Ford placed himself across from police chief Wayne Piazza beneath the Italian decor chandelier of the restaurant. As they were both men of the law, they looked at their surroundings, carefully analyzing each person around them and the details of the restaurant. All while being subtle.
“How did Selene go down?”
Ford unintentionally swallowed incredibly hard as he thought Wayne somehow found out of their moment.
“I asked how everything with Selene went down. What do you think I said?”
“Sorry chief, it's been a very….long week.” He searched for the proper words before finding them in the form of mundane adjectives.
“I hope you understand that my hands were tied with your suspension.”
“I know, I was too involved with everything that I allowed my own personal feelings affect my job. I
