Chapter 28Andy grabbed his keys off the kitchen hook and opened the back door, letting Jack spring ahead of him. Today was Bob Lightfoot's twenty-fifth anniversary party and as his friend and partner for most of those years, he wanted to be there. Yet, part of him felt like a traitor and he was reluctant and nervous. Seeing the old gang again, brothers and sisters in arms he'd left for another life, left a sour taste in his gut. They'd all gone through so much together, knew things about each other no one else knew: private, personal things about marriages and children–things that required trust! And he'd let them down and what was worse had abandoned them. It had been over a year now since he'd walked into the station that had been his home away from home.
He steeled himself, started the
