Sally winced as she walked into Hunter's office with the icepack in one hand, a glass of water in the other. "He got you good."
Hunter looked up with his one good eye. "I held back. Wouldn't be good for the police chief to get beaten up in public."
"Of course not. How considerate of you." She handed him the pack, placed the glass on his desk, and seated herself in the chair opposite the basketball coach.
He tossed the painkillers in his mouth and sipped the water in silence.
She didn't move.
He placed the chilled pack on his face and winced before settling back and closing his eyes. "You've got something to say. Don't need both eyes to see that."
"People are talking."
"Of course they are."
"They're asking if it's been settled."
"If what's been settled?"
"You. Angela Kenzie. Jake.
