"Yes, yes, yes, County Mayor Shaw is right, this is all my fault."
Dallon Lewis didn't argue either.
He just nodded again and again.
Then he turned to that cop and said, "You're suspended for now, pending investigation. Go back and tell your station chief at Xu Bridge that he needs to report to my office this afternoon."
"Yes, Director Lewis."
The cop replied in a meek, subdued voice.
His attitude wasn't bad.
And the way they handled it was pretty decisive.
Dirk Carter naturally couldn't pick any faults with it.
He took the two cartons of cigarettes from Houston Marshall's hands.
And walked them over to the two auxiliary officers.
He asked the one who'd been chattering non-stop, "What's your name?"
"Re… report, leader, m… my name is Achilles Carter."
"Oh, you're a Carter too? Then I guess that makes us family. Take the cigarettes. Not for anything else, just for that lesson you gave me just now—I actually found it quite useful."
As soon as he said this.
