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KATE
When we arrived at the station, Cooper and I were led to the back by a young deputy who didn’t look a day over eighteen; he had perfectly combed over brown hair and a boyish looking smile. I couldn’t imagine seeing him take on a hardened criminal in a fist fight, but as I’d learned before … looks could deceive you. The deputy stopped outside of a closed door and I finally had a chance to see the name on his uniform; it was Alex Whitman.
“You can go right on in, Ms. Townsend. They’re expecting you.”
He nodded at both me and Cooper before continuing on his way. Meanwhile, we stood frozen outside of the door. Cooper pulled me close and rubbed his hand soothingly down my back.
“Are you going to be okay?” he asked.
Blowing out a shaky breath, I wrapped my hand around the door hand
