The desk sergeant’s reaction
The desk sergeant raised an eyebrow but wrote down their statement. “We’ll need to look into this,” he remarked, his tone neutral but his gaze interested. Daryl’s father scowled at him, his frustration palpable. “You need to do more than just look into it!” he exclaimed. The sergeant nodded, apparently unaffected by the explosion. “Please, have a seat in the waiting area,” he said, pointing to a row of hard plastic chairs.
The Desk Sergeant’s Reaction
Waiting anxiously
Daryl and his father took a seat in the waiting area, their bodies stiff from anxiousness. Daryl drummed his fingers on his knee, his gaze darting across the room. His father sat with his arms folded, looking straight ahead. The minutes passed slowly, with each second stretching into what seemed like an eternity. They exchanged glances, wondering how long they’d have to wait for a conclusion.
Waiting Anxiously
