Nox

My hands splayed upon the metal table. The cool surface helped me focus as Officer Emerson asked me about my threat and my feelings in general regarding Fitzgerald. Apparently, besides my verbal threat at Hamilton and Porter, there were witnesses who commented about the looks I'd given him yesterday, following the standoff at the hotel. I couldn't recall any specific facial expressions. My concern had been keeping Charli safe.

"Did you believe he would cause her ...