“Where. Is. The f*****g CHIEF?!”
Christopher’s voice ripped through the police station like a shotgun blast. The entire room jolted. Conversations froze. Officers turned. Phones stopped ringing. Even the goddamn clock on the wall felt like it stopped ticking.
“Sir…please…you need to calm down…”
“Calm down?!” Christopher spun toward the young officer trying to block him.
“CALM DOWN?! My fiancée is NINE MONTHS PREGNANT and she just walked into a goddamn setup and all you’ve done is fill out paperwork!”
He shoved past him, desk slamming under his fists as he leaned over, eyes blazing, voice dropping into a low, deadly growl.
“She left a note. That’s all I have. A f*****g note. Do you know what that feels like? Do you know what it’s like to walk out of the shower thinking everything’s ok
