<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Carlos Delgado</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/75418b36-82bd-4b2f-bdff-d44eb7e2deaf_zpsb78abdde.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Carlos wished he had learned about Lea's past in another way than on the screen. Especially as it had nothing to do with what they had done. He would find out which reporter was responsible for this shit and then he would dig out something about that one too. It was a game two sides could play. But before he could answer, the door opened and the Commissioner and the Chief walked in. Carlos knew that they had already learned whom had been arrested by him, looking into the red face of the Chief and pale one of the Commissioner. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Delgado, what is that shit that my son is the prostitute killer? Are you totally crazy now? Or did you sniff something with your ex-partner?"</span><br/><br/>The Commissioner wrung his hands while he listened to the Chief's less than friendly first words. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00"> "Ah, Thomas, maybe we should listen to him first. Maybe if we know the facts..."</span> <br/><br/>Carlos felt like in the wrong film. It sounded like Ralph was the most innocent angel that had ever come to earth and it sounded like the Commissioner wished he could keep it on a small flame to avoid being burned.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"He's a damn one-man wreckage commando! And this drug-head isn't any better! How often did she cover his missteps? I guess they thought if they could put some dirt on Ralph it may be a good payback on me..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos slowly got up and his knuckles cracked when he made a fist and opened it again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Shut up! Your son confessed and either you start to listen or you will regret this day up to the very last day you live..."</span><br/><br/>The Commissioner made a step forward and placed himself between the two. He looked extremely uncomfortable already and he had not the slightest idea yet how much dirt Carlos had on the department.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Delgado, you know that the police can't allow that it looks incompetent in this. We will investigate it secretly inside and then we will make your report look as it should look. You are one of our best, you should..."</span><br/><br/>Carlos had made a step backwards and then he laughed out loud. After nearly a minute of laughter he took his badge out of his pocket and added his police revolver. He handed it to a baffled Commissioner, officially resigning with the force and then he walked over to Lea, whispering in her ear.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I hope I have your support in this, honey..."</span><br/><br/>He turned back to the Commissioner and the Chief with a lazy smile on his face.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"So, so, when did you last realise that I am one of your best? When you passed me in promotions or when you told me to go back to a place where Latinos are more welcome? I thought we could handle it professionally here, but I see that you folks are far deeper corrupted than I thought. We will meet then in court, I guess. But I doubt that you two will be with the police afterwards. And maybe it is better like that... May I ask you now to leave this room? This is an ICU room and you aren't welcome here. Please excuse me, I have to make some calls now."</span><br/><br/>Carlos pulled his phone out, when the Chief rushed forward and tried to swing at him. Carlos ducked the haymaker and then his fist buried in the solarplexus of the Chief, knocking the winds out of him. Lea must have pressed the emergency button at that time already, as docs and nurses busted the room at the same time.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Would you please escort those two gentlemen out of this room. They are disturbing the healing process of the patient."</span><br/><br/>And none of the many words the Commissioner uttered when he was pushed out of the room did help him anything.</div>