She needed to check her voicemail, but she was scared of what might be there and what might not. What would be worse? A dozen frantic messages or none at all? And who in the hell still had a corded phone on their kitchen wall in this technologically advanced age? It was a bulky dinosaur lurking o...
The uneasy silence continued for most of the drive. He’d lost all his calm composure. Apparently, he either cared about his partner more than he claimed or there was something else going on. Either way, he wasn’t talking about it. Cohen just stared straight ahead, jaw clenched, arms locked straig...