KAELIN
I tossed the ball at the ceiling, watched it bounce off it before falling. I didn't catch. I let it fall, the small, tiny thing bouncing before it raced for the door. I watched it hit the wooden frame, almost bounce back, and repeat the action three times before it came to a stop. Only then did I turn to look at the man tied to the chair in the middle of my office.
Jack stood next to him, his face pulled up in the familiar frown I was used to, arms folded and eyes narrowed to a slit, at the man who was trying to fight his way out of the confines.
“So, what's his offence?” I asked, crossing my legs and placing both hands on my knee. Jack brought the man in two hours ago, looking like they had a squabble. The red-haired man seemed to have lost quite a chunk of hair and his front t
