Chief Inspector Harry Haywood was like a father to me and there was a good reason to say so. He was the man my mother loved and would have married if it were not for my grandfather and his stupid rules to “protect” the family. When Harry went to ask for my grandfather’s blessing, he was refused. My grandfather laughed in Harry’s face and said that he had nothing to offer his perfect and successful daughter. If he tried to pursue her it would only have ended badly for everyone. My grandfather threatened to cut my mother off from everything and make sure they could never find work in Kavan City. He was very cruel and thought himself clever.
Instead, Harry thought he had found a loophole to ensure he could be near my mother always, keeping her happy and safe at the same time. He was determi
