Chapter Twenty-Four
A few hours later, Erik tried not to look at Jia too often as they approached Kevin Tomlinson’s door.
The psychiatrist had given him additional warning signs to look for, but Erik wasn’t sure if he was worried about nothing. He accepted that he might be projecting his own baggage onto Jia. He wanted to make sure he wasn’t criticizing her for turning into exactly what he wanted.
People were always discomfited by their own behavior. He didn’t feel like he’d ever gone too far, but he also knew he had enough discipline to prevent that. Jia didn’t have decades of Army discipline to offset the rage building in her.
Jia halted in front of Tomlinson’s apartment door and looked up and down the hallway with a frown, suspicion on her face.
“Problem?” Erik checked behind him,
