False by U. E. Wynn

Author:U. E. Wynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban books, drama fiction, gangsta lit, thriller drama, gangsta story
Publisher: U. E. Wynn

CHAPTER 14

“So how was your week?” Sergeant Hardy asked, leaning back away from his desk. He was smiling, but it was more of a sneer. He wasn’t proud of Brandon’s last couple of assignments coming up empty. The Mayor wanted answers and he could only get them from Brandon. “Heard your radar is kinda messed up lately.”

Brandon took a deep breath. He had to muster a lot of patience to deal with his Sergeant, especially since he was right about his fuckups.

“I received the wrong info from my source, that’s all. I think we might’ve been misguided on purpose.”

Sergeant Hardy snorted, making Brandon’s blood boil. He reminded him of Malik looking down at him with a scornful expression. Whenever he did something that didn’t rise up to his standards he would give him that look. He then would see his mother, shaking her head and looking at him in disapproval. He felt a lump of resentment in his throat and struggled to swallow it.

“We can’t keep doing this shit anymore, Baker,” Hardy said, choosing a cigarette from his pack. “Would you fetch me the lighter?”

He did as he was told, handing the silver lighter to his boss. The man lit the cigarette and took a long drag, watching the smoke rise to the ceiling. It filled the room with a bitter smell. Brandon could barely hold in a cough.

“These thugs and gangsta’s are starting to take you guys for fools. You’re supposed to be feared and obeyed around here, but lately it seems like they’re playing you. And I don’t like that at all, Baker. Most importantly, the Mayor doesn’t like it.”

“Sir, that’s not my fault. I just— ”

“It is your fault!” he yelled, slamming his hand down hard against his desk. Hardy drew in another puff of smoke and pushed it out through his nose. He narrowed his eyes and pinned him down with his stare. “It’s your informant, your source, so it’s your fucking fault! Furthermore, I don’t care whose fault it is. You’re in charge, so deal with it. You got that!?”

God, how I want to punch his fuckin’ ugly nose in. How dare he treat me like that? Who the fuck did this asshole think he was?

“Yeah, I got it,” Brandon hissed through gritted teeth. It took all the strength he could muster to utter those words.

“Good. Now get outta my office!”

He opened his mouth to say something, but decided to leave well enough alone. It was incredible how the man whom he had respected the most just became the one person he hated just as much as his brother. And it only took a couple of minutes of him screaming at him knowing damn well, everyone on the floor could hear him. Of course, his anger was justified, but that didn’t mean he had to treat him like a piece of shit.

Closing the door behind him, Brandon shuttered with annoyance. This shit looked bad and he was fucking embarrassed by the side looks he was getting.

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