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The man was tall and handsome.
'Make amends. Its the only way you'll feel better. You take your rage out on criminals and you try to help victims... but...'

"Okay." He went into the store and made sure his back was to the man at the counter.
"May I help you, sir?" He didn't see any one else.
"Hello, Quest." He said softly. the man at the counter pulled his head back and put his eyebrows together.
"No ones called me that in a very long time." The man looked over his shoulder, a little.
"Yes, I heard you went back to your original name.Queston, right?"
"Who are you?" The man snorted.
"I suppose you would recognize me. It has been many years, father." The man gasped.
"Sidney?" He mumbled.
"Yes." The man turned and leaned on the counter. His father hadn't aged, not much anyway. Sidney frowned.
"Why are you here?" He demanded. backing away.
"My... girl wanted me to make amends, to apologize, to.." He traced a hole on the counter. "To talk to you, to tell you were getting engaged to get an apology, and to invite you to the wedding, oh and there was something in there about me displacing my anger for you on criminals that I collar.