Father’s demand for action
His father demanded they find his car, slamming his fist on the table. “This is unacceptable!” he shouted, glaring at the officer. “
You need to do something about this right now!” The desk sergeant looked up, surprised by the outburst. “We’re working on it,”
the officer replied calmly, though his eyes showed a flicker of concern. The room’s tension spiked as the father’s anger simmered, his frustration evident in every line of his face.
