Dylan had taken full control of the situation. He told the police he'd bring Jenna to the station the next day to make her statement, but right now she needed to get away from this scene. Back at his house, he sat her on his bed and went to draw a hot bath for her.
"You need to relax," he told her. "This business would have made anyone uptight."
"I don't think even his father can get him out of this one," she said. "It's about time, too."
She had given Dylan all the details of the situation. While he had said very little, the muscles in his face were taut as he listened, and she could tell he was exerting every ounce of self-control to be calm for her.
"I'm sorry you had to go through this," he said at last. "I wish you'd felt you could tell me about it before."
"I-I was afraid you'd
