There was a faint tug at the corners of Itachi's mouth. His hand smoothed along the arm of the couch and then back up it again. So many reasons for being a detective, a cop, a carrier of the law.
"To protect family assets." He opened his eyes, dark and strangely bright, to look at the blond. The faint tug of a smile shaped his lips now. He was, indeed, protecting family and making friends in dark places with pull that would keep the family safe. And he got a few perks along the way. Like a tin full of drugs. Like busts he otherwise wouldn't have. "To hold the law." He realized after he said it, it probably didn't make much sense. If it did, kudos to the kid.