CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
James woke up at dawn again the following day. He rubbed the sleep off his eyes, training them on Claire afterwards. The young woman looked younger than her years while sleeping, and a soft grin curved his lips.
The man decided to let her sleep some more and got off his bed quietly not to disturb her. James knew that the day would bring a lot of work their way, and Claire needed all her resources.
He visited the bathroom first, where he brushed his teeth, gazing at himself in the mirror. No change was evident on his face, but James felt as though he had grown a lot overnight. Being in charge of the investigation and leading the detectives had made him more attentive to the people around him. He had shaken some of his naivety and had been cut down a peg or two.
Now,
