“Jayden, sweetie,” Gina called when she reappeared on their floor, not ten minutes after leaving in the first place. She had had to go down to reception to sign for a package, and she looked puzzled when she re-materialised, box in hand. “I think your boyfriend’s in the car park.”
Jayden frowned at the clock. It was half past four, and okay, Darren was working lates so he wasn’t going to the police station until six, but he never just showed up like this. There was usually a text barrage first, or a plan made earlier in the week. He didn’t just…turn up without a word. “You sure?” he asked.
“Yeah, crazy hair and everything,” Gina said. She paused. “Is, you know. Everything all right? He looked a bit…I don’t know. Morose.”
Jayden bit his lip, already logging out. The whole floor knew abou
