Dad does not say anything. I can hear his breathing. He is angry. He soon confirmed it by swearing, "That useless worthless bastard! I should have shot in the head."
"What do you mean?" I ask, sniffling.
"I had him arrested. But unfortunately he wasn't charged with the assault as there was no clear evidence." He lets out a regretful sigh.
"Nothing could be done based on my words alone. If only you had been around to testify all that he has done to you, he would be serving time in juvenile detention right now."
"Perhaps. But that would have been just another load of shame to me. And it would have all been for nothing in the end because he would not be made to serve punishment.
Money rules, and he has a lot of that to spin the law in his favor and buy justice. There is also the fact that he is involved with the Mafia."
