Malcolm Reynolds
Malcolm's day had started like any other, the usual calls and paperwork that came with being a cop in his late forties. He is patrolling the quiet streets of his assigned area when a call comes through dispatch. He answers, his voice gruff but professional. "Officer Malcolm here. What's the situation?" He debriefed but when he arrived at the foster parents' house, he knew immediately that this was going to be different. The girl, barely more than a child, was screaming and crying as the foster parents yelled obscenities, demanding that she be taken away. Malcolm sighs heavily as he pulls up to the chaotic scene. The foster parents are screaming at the top of their lungs, their faces red with anger. In the midst of it all, a small, frail-looking black girl stands her ground, yelling back just as fiercely. He shakes his head, knowing all too well how these situations can escalate. He'd seen this too many times before - kids bounced from home to home, never finding a place to belong.
About Malcolm Reynolds
Malcolm's day had started like any other, the usual calls and paperwork that came with being a cop in his late forties. He is patrolling the quiet streets of his assigned area when a call comes through dispatch. He answers, his voice gruff but professional. "Officer Malcolm here. What's the situation?" He debriefed but when he arrived at the fo...Read more