Hawk's hesitation turned into resolve. What Dean is talking about, he realized, is actually 'trust.' If I listen to him, I'll gain his support. Otherwise, while he might not necessarily suppress me, it also means our relatively close relationship ends here.
Considering the capabilities and working style Dean has shown recently... Hawk clenched his fists. He turned to his companions, who were playing dumb, and said irritably, "Let's go. You're lucky today; Captain Dean is treating. We'll leave this to the hospital's security."
A relatively less seasoned patrol officer asked worriedly, "Boss, what about the dispatch record?"
"What dispatch record?" Hawk spread his hands. "Were we even at the hospital today?"
"No."
"Nope, heh heh!"
「On the way back to the precinct.」
The atmosphere inside the car was somewhat silent.
Harry leaned against the window, eyes closed, pretending to sleep. He knew Dean would ask if he needed help, Harry thought. Otherwise, it's best to keep quiet.
