Used And Abused

"Uncle Van..." Amelia's eyes widened in alarm. "Hold on a second." She nonverbally communicated to Blaze with her eyes that they needed to speak outside while rising up to her feet.

"Commissioner Clement, please excuse us briefly. We will be right back." Blaze said also standing up.

"Take your time, Mr Anderson. I'll be waiting for you right here when you're done." The grey-haired bulky man seated opposite them replied giving the couple a reassuring smile.

"Thank you." Blaze pulled his chair backwards and escorted his wife out of the office. He led her into the empty waiting room while she resumed her conversation over the phone.

"Talk to me, Uncle Van," Amelia said in a slightly panicked voice. "Are you all right? What's the matter and why are sounding this way?"

"I've done something terrible, Amelia. I have messed up big time. Your father will have my head for this. He will never forgive me and I don't think you or your husband will, either."