Hunter's POV

The drive to the office, Grace sat beside me, her fingers laced with mine, and for once, the silence between us wasn't loaded with tension or unspoken guilt. It was just... quiet. Comfortable.

I glanced at her. She was staring out the window, but her face looked softer than it had in weeks. The shadows under her eyes had faded slightly, though I knew the shock of yesterday's revelations still weighed on her.

"We should probably prepare for what we’ll be dealing with today," I ...