ANDI
I run towards our investigation room. I wanted to bury my head at work so I won't get a chance to think about our current situation. When I went inside, I saw Brandon sitting across the long table while pictures of the evidence were scattered on top of the table.
"Where are we on the case?" I asked him before leaning my hand on the table. I scan all the pictures trying to connect all the pieces.
"Did you two fight again?" he asked.
"What are you, fortune teller?" I answered his question with another question.
He looks at me before shaking his head and brings his gaze back to the documents he has been reading since I came here.
"Say it," I told him. I know that look. He wanted to say something, but he didn't want to hurt my feelings.
He took a deep breath before he put down the
