Chapter 222: Before the Match Starts

"I'm off to work."

In the morning, inside an apartment in the eastern part of the city, Officer Reed devoured some bread and stood up, picking up the cap on the table.

"Dad, can I have a pair of roller skates? Tom downstairs has them."

His son Harry looked up and said crisply.

"You're only five years old; roller skating is too dangerous. I'll buy them for you next year."

Officer Reed said with a slight headache.

"Alright!"

Harry pouted his little mouth, looking somewhat disappointed, and used his fork to break apart a small biscuit.

Officer Reed ruffled his soft hair, "Make a wish, maybe it'll come true this Christmas."

Little Harry blinked his big eyes, saw him nodding, then excitedly closed his eyes and quietly told Santa he wanted a pair of roller skates, preferably blue, like the color of his dad's uniform.

"Reed, here are some sandwiches I made for you, take them for lunch."