Sure, he is not family

“They wanted me to leak some information to them when I find out anything illegal about you”, you say, since this is not a secret anymore, “In return they promised me immunity, a new life under a new name and enough money to graduate. Basically the usual promises for a rat.”

“These … no I will not curse,” your father says calmer than he should be, “they really tried to turn my own children against me.”

“You knew they would do this as soon as she turns 18, Boss,” Miguel says and goes for some more vegetables, “at least your former wife honored her part of the deal and didn’t sold you out.”

“I assume the Agents are Warren and Wellington,” your father continues, “who else. Agent Wellington is the puppet master behind every shady trick they try against me. This bitter old pain in the … backside. And Warren is more her pet than her partner. But who else? Was there someone else too?”

“The Agents told me they have somebody who will keep an eye on me,” you say, “I assume it is the police officer on the street in front of your gates. He gave me a paper when he checked the car.”

“So you are already in contact with the asshole from the FBI,” William suddenly screams and jumps up, “We should throw her out before she betray us all.”

“I get the security, my son,” Veronica agrees and jumps up too, “you are such a smart guy. My brave hero.”

“Sit down for fucks sake, you idiots,” your father yells angry, “nobody throws my daughter out. She knows where her loyalties should be. Which kind of mole would tell me all this about his partners so easily? Would you please at least act like you sometimes think before you speak. I think we should still be carefully. But for now, everything is fine. Tomorrow I will call the commissioner and make sure the police replaces the young officer. He is clearly irritated about who his loyalty should belong too.”