“No it doesn't. I'm just dealing with it better than you are.”
“Yeah, the whole situation, apparently,” he rubbed his head exasperatedly.
“I lost that kid. That bothers me a whole lot more.”
“You didn't lose him. Hyatt murdered him.”
“He wouldn't have stayed in if it wasn't for me,” Veronika wiped a tear from her eye.
“If I'm not mistaken, he r***d you too, didn't he?”
“It wasn't the same, it was like leaving a pound of steak on the table with a dog in the house,” her voice broke. “I'm not excusing what he did, but I can understand it. If you had such a problem with it, why didn't you bust him? At least he'd still be alive.”
“Because it was all about you,” he vented. “It's always got to be your way, no matter how it ends up, right or wrong. If we have a train wreck, as long as you c
