sake. What the fuck is going on here, Danny? This kid’s staying with you and you didn’t think to tell me?”
“I'm sorry, Milo. Just keep calm, okay?”
Milo threw his arms in the air. “Keep calm? He just took off. He didn’t have to do that. I'm not here to arrest him. Shit! I'm not here for him at all, I came to see you.”
“He got scared, okay. Stop going on at him. You freaked him out. What the hell did you do to him back there?”
“Do to him? Are you mental? I did my job. I need to question him, Danny. That hasn’t changed. And what the hell is he doing with you anyway? Is this what it looks like? Because I'm pretty sure you know how wrong that is.”
“It’s not like that,” Daniel hissed out at him. “He feels safe with me. You need to go. Come back later when you’ve calmed down. Or, I’ll come to you if Samuel prefers not to see you again.”
“You don’t get to decide what I do. This is police work. You can’t stop that from happening. He’s a suspect in a huge arson investigation. Someone died in that fire. Do you even get how serious this is? You’re harboring a potential criminal. I have to speak to him or arrest him. It’s up to you, but if you obstruct this investigation, you could be arrested yourself. I don’t want it to come that, and it won’t be me who does it, but… Please, Danny. Don’t put me in this position.”
Daniel leaned forward, glaring at him in a way he only did when he was about to blow. “I'm not putting him in a position where he feels scared. I'm trying to help him. He didn’t start that fire. He was locked up in a bloody room no bigger than a prison cell with the door so jammed I struggled to open it. There’s no way someone of his size could have slammed it shut like that. You’d know that if you just questioned me before you dived straight in and jumped to conclusions.”
“Then if someone did lock him in there, he knows who they are. I need that information.”
“When he’s ready.”
“Urgh.” Milo placed his hands on his hips and turned from him, walking away and putting some distance between them. “Fine! But I need to get an official statement from you, and I need to give your address as his permanent residence so we know where he is.”
“That’s fine. I have no problems with either of those things.” Daniel turned and they shared a stern look before Daniel moved Samuel’s hair from his face and whispered some soft words into his ear which Milo couldn’t hear before looking back to him. “We’re going back to my place. We can do this there. I'm not leaving him alone, not like this.”
Milo kept a few paces behind as they walked back to the house. He didn’t want to scare Samuel any more than he already had. It wasn’t his aim to make him afraid, all he’d wanted was to question him. Milo should have known better than to approach him like that, but it was a shock to see him sitting in Danny’s house. It surprised him and he’d let his own personal feelings get in the way of acting like a professional.
He was still pissed off. Daniel was putting them both in a shitty position by bringing him home. “You could have called me, Danny.”
Daniel looked back and Milo could see he was feeling sorry about the situation. “I know. It just slipped my mind.”
“ I slipped your mind?” Milo quickened his pace, walking just behind him. “That’s a first.”
Daniel frowned and turned away from him. “Makes a change it being me forgetting you .”
“That’s not happened, not once. I don’t forget about you.”
Daniel shook his head. “Considering what you get up to while you’re away, that doesn’t make it any better, Milo.”
“You have no idea what I get up to.”
“I know more than you think.”
Milo fisted his hands beside him and clamped his mouth shut, just watching Daniel walk, Samuel plastered to his side the whole time, his head pushed into his neck and letting Daniel lead him back to the house.
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