When Trisha finally emerged from her office after calling everyone, it was past dark. It had been a fight, but she assured all her men Nick was staying at the house and not to return until Saturday as planned. Nancy had cried through the whole conversation.
Brad was sitting next to Nick on the couch with a half-eaten pizza on the coffee table in front of them. The smell made her sick. A fire was crackling in the fireplace. It could be just any normal day. Except it wasn't. Their conversation stopped when she walked in.
"You get a hold of everyone?" Brad asked.
She nodded and sat in a chair across from them, feeling like the odd man out. "What were you two talking about?"
"The warning."
She could always count on Brad to be honest with her. Nick's gaze locked with hers and she swallowed. "What about it?"
Determination and anger flared in Nick's eyes. "In the morning, I'm going to check for a file on Alexandra Drake at the station."