Pacing the floor of the precinct, my nails came to the mercy of my chattering jaw as I chewed upon the edges in anxiety before I watched Brennan push through the double doors that left us civilians separated from that side of the law. But even if I should have been apprehensive to trust Shane or feel nervous for the eyes looking at me in judgment, all I could think about was how he was apart from me. Not that I was his reason for breathing or he was mine, but to wonder if he had pissed someone else off and was in another fight already as he had a habit of lashing out when feeling cornered. But when those doors came open to reveal my brother, the look upon his face was not relief or disdain, it was disappointment, and not in Shane-but in me.
“What did they say?” I asked anxiously, nearly
