*Blaze POV*
I swear that if Flynn doesn’t calm his nuts, I’m going to lose my s**t. We were asked to stay seated until Detective Nolan came back. She wanted to speak with us one on one, and without the watchful eyes and ears of the asshole that set him off.
Instead, he gets up and storms out of the room and says he will be back. He needed to talk to a supervisor who could take detective dickhead off of this case.
“I wish he hadn’t gotten involved with this. It’s messed him up pretty badly, and it’s obvious he hates me now,” Brie whispered.
I told her to quit worrying about Flynn. He was only looking out for her, and if he didn’t care, he would’ve just washed his hands of it all.
“Mr. Spicer, may I speak with you alone?” Detective Nolan asked. I nodded, and followed her into another
