When Conrad was escorted from the premises, the noise on the streets was almost overwhelming. Sirens blared, vehicle doors slammed, instructions were relayed, all amongst the uneasy chatter of the confused crowd and growing number of spectators. His head hung low as he wondered where they could have moved Ashley to, and when. His gaze sought Will, wondering if he had betrayed them, alerted them of their plan, but as he gave a statement to a Blue Coat, he seemed distressed. Good, he thought.
GoodHis fists clenched. He wished they could have arrived sooner, that he had met her from work like he’d intended to. If he had, then none of this would have happened. He should have made her stay, made her wait. No one would have laid a hand on her with him there.
He winced as his nails caught his s
