“What are you doing here?” My voice was high pitched, a mirror of my rapidly rising anxiety levels. How had he found out about my arrest? Claire, who knew a bit about the strained relationship between Aiden and I would not willingly tell him about the situation.
Aiden stood rigid, his expression shut off and cold, so cold goosebumps ran down my arms and I shivered. Beside me, Anna slipped a hand into mine, giving it a comforting squeeze, but when I looked at her, her eyes were narrowed and pinned on Aiden, a hostile expression on her face.
Aiden didn’t deign to dignify my question with an answer - or rather, one brow rose, mouth set in a grim line as he swept one last look over me then turned away to fix his attention on the cop in charge of the arrest.
Just then, I caught sight of my a
