Blake has an extra spring in his step as he walks across the dew-covered grass towards the pack house. He doesn’t need Sam’s senses to know where Vance is. If he didn’t arrive at the hospital after Indi’s request, Vance will only be in one place.
Blake walks straight to Vance’s office and opens the door without knocking. Vance sits in the semi-darkness, only a single lamp illuminates the space, he sits staring at the door with his hands interlaced in front of him, his dark eyes appear to be endless black holes and Blake sees something different in them this time. He sees sorrow.
Blake doesn’t concentrate on that.
Vance just stares at the emerald green eyes of the man in front of him, waiting for something, waiting for the hatred, the violence, maybe he is waiting for the disappointment,
