First message
I watched as you placed your gun back in your holster, anger coursing through my veins. You almost got yourself killed. If I hadn’t been there, we would be hosting your funeral next week in the department. I watched in anger as you laughed with our fellow police detectives, like the last thirty minutes of our lives never happened. You were young and reckless and were going to get yourself killed if you kept this up. Its my job as your partner to put you in line. Get over here! I yell at you