I sat down on the wooden bench fixed to the wall.

I folded my hands perfectly still in my lap.

“You honestly thought you could bring me out here and have your little military buddies scare me,” Glenn said.

He propped his shoulder against the iron frame.

“You thought you ran this family just because you wrote a check to a lawyer,” he said.

“You always wanted to be the boss.”

I watched the wall clock above his head.