Trisha ascended the stairs, and part of Nick, a very big part of him, wanted to follow. She'd just lost one of her workers today, a man she considered a friend. She'd withstood the questions and accusations with bravado, but she was going to collapse sometime.

He was no knight in armor. He wasn't even sure he had much emotion left in him after the shooting in Milwaukee. But something inside started to crack when he'd met her, and today it split wide open. Something that had ...