Chapter 65
The precinct buzzed with the usual hum of low conversations, the tapping of keyboards, and the shuffle of paperwork. Ronnie leaned against the frame of the door to the break room, watching Kyle quietly pour himself another cup of coffee. The weight in her chest wouldn’t let up. Theo hadn’t meant to be mean—not intentionally. He never did. But the brutal honesty that came with his autism often left others taken aback, and Kyle had definitely been on the receiving end of that today. Ronnie drew in a slow breath and stepped into the room. "Hey," she said gently. Kyle turned and offered her a small smile. "Hey. No hard feelings, by the way. I think I needed to be knocked down a peg or two." She gave a soft chuckle, then shook her head. "I still wanted to say something. Mark should’ve prep
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