Chapter 182: It's Already Done

"It's already done." My body doesn't want to force the oxygen from my lungs, but I say the words breathlessly. "I can't do this."

Grant takes a step toward me as I step back. Our own choreographed dance of death. "Don't leave me. Not like this."

No longer covered by the awning, rain collects on his ever perfect hair as it beats against his head. His black suit jacket darkens with the wet stain. The words circle around in the air between us and Grant's face pales.

Anger and sadness swirl around in my stomach. At war with what I have to do and what I want to do. "This is who I am Grant. If I don't protect them, who will? Why didn't you see that?"

How could he not have anticipated this outcome? The actions he makes in a board room have consequences for me and others in the city after he heads home for the day.

"I'll fix this. Let me fix it." With both hands held out he takes two more steps toward me.