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Wray spent the next four nights on the couch. Stacey was more and more distant with each night. Wray told himself he was doing the right thing, but he hated putting separation between them. Asking her directly about an affair would end things, but pretending it wasn’t happening when she was coming home late and not explaining her actions wasn’t better.
Wray was in a shitty mood when he went to work, something Braden and the rest of the crew picked up on immediately.
“You know you can’t bring your s**t here,” Lieutenant Perez said.
“I know, sir,” Wray answered.
“Then why are you? It’s clear something is going on. We’re all putting our lives in your hands when we get on that truck. You need to be able to handle it,” Perez pressed.
“Yes, sir. I can.”
Perez glared at Wray for a long
