IT'S TWISTED

"Ah yes, it is the Eston Chief of Police, you remember him, don't you?" Raven introduced Gabriel.

"Of course, I do, it's an honor to meet you, sir" Roger bowed.

"You have grown quite heftier than the last time I saw you, how old were you then? 22?" He bellowed, patting his shoulder.

"I know right?" Raven laughed and joined in patting his shoulder.

Roger grinned forcefully, "I think we should go inside," He subtly stepped backward.

"No, we want to talk to you inside the car," Gabriel said.

"Me?" He pointed at himself, pretending to be clueless. Of course, he knew why they wanted to speak to him privately.

"Yes, get in the car," They said impatiently.

"Shouldn't I call Samson?" He stopped halfway and they glared at him.

"I am sorry," he apologized but deep down inside of him, he was cracking up. It was fun teasing them.