The Oath

The middle-aged District Administrator solemnly looked at the two old men and respectfully stated, "Gentlemen, you two are the only two persons I admire and deeply respect. Thank you for coming at such short notice."

The old man, with a wilted face and sharp narrow eyes, chuckled, "Don't flatter yourself, little Darryl. I know why you called me here."

How could the Chief of Police didn't know why the District Administrator summoned him on such short notice in the middle of the night?

"Ah, you are as arrogant as ever, Old Sen." The old man with a healthy build scoffed. As the retired District Administrator, he was a good friend of the Chief of Police, Sen Wiseman.

"At least I'm still not retired like you, Old Man, Aaron!" Sen scoffed.

"You just don't want to give your Son in law the Chief position since it hurt your little pride." Old man Aaron also didn't hold back and retorted.

Old man Sen's expression instantly contorted as he glared at his good friend.