Ethan hated everything about this situation. He hated that his rookie was in there alone and over his head. He hated the lack of backup—though Darius was hauling ass from a call on the other side of town. That he was about to be entering the unknown in another piece-of-s**t trailer, exactly like the one where he’d taken the bullet that nearly killed him. Most of all, he hated that Miranda was here because he knew exactly how fast this s**t could go FUBAR, and he needed her safe and out of harm’s way.
“The vest is too big to fit you properly, but it’s better than nothing at all.” He’d strapped his spare one on her himself, adjusting as much as possible. It wasn’t enough. He saw too many places a bullet could slip through.
Miranda reached up to cup his cheek. “Stop imagining how this could
