Alex arrived at the ambulance station just in time to see Detective Mendel's shoulders heave in a sigh. In all honesty, he knew how the man felt. Since they had discovered the existence of a reaper, he had been placed at the Blue Coat's disposal.
He ran a hand through his hair, smiling to himself. It was the most natural gesture in the world, that was, unless someone perceived him as being bald. It had happened before, he'd passed it off as an old habit, but since then he tried to avoid such tells. He could never be sure what someone else saw when looking at him. That was why he had been sent as liaison. No one could ever really identify him.
There was a part of him that was happy to be so involved, but his love had always been his work beyond the barrier with the team he had trusted his
