When James rushed to the police station, I was lifting Colin's shirt to check his injury again.
His shirt was almost dry, but the patch of reddened skin still made my heart ache whenever I looked at it.
I rose slightly on my toes and leaned closer, trying to get a clearer look at the bruise.
Colin sighed helplessly.
"I told you I'm fine. Why don't you believe me?"
"Rory! What do you think you're doing?!"
A cold, sharp voice suddenly came from behind me.
I turned around.
James stood a few steps away, staring at Colin and me.
His gaze was intense, and his expression was so dark that it looked like anger itself was radiating from him.
Colin slowly turned around.
When he saw James's furious expression, he let out a mocking laugh.
"Well, well. Mr. Victor came all the way here, but t
