Chapter 90

Tucker

Normally I don’t attack my workouts with the ferociousness I’m attacking this one with today. Most of the guys I typically get in the department gym with will tell you I’m level. I jog at a consistent pace; I don’t go fast then slow, I don’t lift heavy then light. Always level-headed, always the median. That’s me.

Today though? Today all the fucking anger about what happened to Karsyn is coming out. I’m looking to completely exhaust my body, because I don’t want to have another night of tossing and turning, trying to get what I learned happen to her out of my head. I’d thought I’d been prepared to hear, being the tough guy I am, seeing what I’ve seen.

None of that prepared me for how I felt when I listened to what happened to her. As a cop, I can definitely separate myself from the victims I help every day. This situation taught me I can’t separate myself from Karsyn.