When Liam was not concocting his latest scheme, he was often at work at the police station. He and I worked in different factions, but we shared the same boss.
But as soon as the day was done, it was back to his scheming. After a particularly infuriating day for him, I found him in the last unused room.
He at first did not notice me, merely poking and tending that fire. He was muttering, sounding quite angry.
I knew the reason for his sour mood: he had been working hard, but our boss had deemed him not ready for a promotion.
Liam also claimed that he 'would show Officer Chesterfield'. With that, I dreaded the inevitable. I was sure that come tomorrow, our boss would be locked within that room.
The good news was, he was not the next victim.
The bad news was, they were two even less deserving of death.
