Chapter 57“This way, folks.” Lt. Solomon led them into the break room. Two officers sat in the corner writing reports.
Huxley's eyes were glassy. He seemed physically weak and quickly sat down, nearly dropping Sara's iPad that he carried along with the fat manila envelope.
Sara put a hand on his shoulder. “Are you okay?”
“I wouldn't miss this for the world.”
“Remember, Hux, you took an awful beating. You've had a concussion and your eyes tell me things are not right with you.”
“I'll rest when we're done, okay?”
Irritability wasn't one of Huxley's mannerisms. He wasn't feeling well. He needed to go back to Straub Hospital and get checked. He looked poor. His brain could be bleeding again. Sara also knew that with a comment like he just made, he didn't intend to move till the Police le
