Roland’s chest tightened as he approached the car where Zoey stood with the other two detectives.
She hadn’t noticed him yet. She was too caught up barking orders, her eyes blazing with fear and anger.
But Gerald noticed. Then Taylor.
Their gazes locked onto Roland, Gerald’s eyes filled with that familiar hatred, heavy enough to crush the air around him.
Roland kept walking, curiosity burned stronger.
As he closed in, Zoey eventually noticed. She turned also, eyes locking on Roland.
“Hey, you!” Taylor snapped. “What are you doing on these premises?” His voice cracking, he approached quickly and stood on Roland’s path.
“Back off,” Taylor barked, eyes flashing. “One more step and you'd regret it.”
Roland blinked. He fastened his gaze on him. “I don’t want any trouble. I am not here
