Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 95

He collapsed onto my chest, tears dropping onto my shirt. I let him have a good cry.

When he'd exhausted his supply of tears he raised his head back up.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Randolph," he said in an embarrassed tone.

"No need to be sorry. And it's Jake, okay? Jake."

He nodded.

"Now, I want you to listen to me very carefully," I said in a tone that suggested he heed my words. "I'm going to find who did this and I'm going to make them pay for it. You'll get yourself killed if you try to handle this. Understand?"