“You think you can just talk to me any kind of way? I am a duly appointed officer of the law. You’re just a homeless vet with a fucked-up head. Yeah, I get it. You’re pissed at me about what happened with your parents. Well, I’ve apologized. Time for you to get over it, Nate. Shit happens. One day soon I’m gonna be sheriff. So you might wanna watch how you talk to me,” he said. I put my hands in my pockets. I needed to keep them away from Victor’s neck. “How much they pay you, Victor? How much did it cost for you to shit on that badge and let Vandekellum walk?”
