Chapter 11Farrah Richards hated leaving her partner alone. He was going through something. She cared about him. She saw the pain, the suffering in his eyes. He thought he could keep everything hidden. What he failed realizing was that the way he looked at her, the way she caught him staring off vacantly, gave away all he thought was kept secret. Until he made some decisions, though, she wasn't sure if she could help. The man needed change, and she would be supportive. The first few steps had to be his to take.
In a way, he'd tried taking that first step tonight—taken a few first steps, actually. They were baby steps. She wasn't going to kid herself, but it was a start. She admitted the effort made a difference. The last thing she wanted was submitting paperwork for a transfer. Falcone was
