Detective Jayden bursted into the interrogation room with Merle on his hip.
"Daryl," Detective Jayden started. "Do you have any relatives with blonde hair?"
"My dad, my older brother, and my uncle." I said confused. "But my brother went into the military 'fore he was born." I said pointing to Merle. "S'where we got his name. You think one of 'em did this?"
"Well, it depends. Does one of them have a..." Detective Jayden made a motion as if he had a pot belly.
"My dad's got a beer gut. He started drinkin' after my mom passed." I pulled out my phone and showed him a picture.
Merle's little eyes widened in terror. "THAT'S THE BAD GUY! THAT'S THE BAD GUY!" He screeched.
Detective Jayden handed me Merle and bolted out of the room grabbing Detectives Craner and Pete.
"Daddy!" Merle whispered happily, wrapping his arms around my neck. "I missed you Daddy."
"I missed you too, Merle." I smiled.
