Chapter 39

Noah pushed up off the couch, ready to try to put Mason to bed.

“I’m supposed to protect people, and instead they’re dying because I can’t do my job. Their blood is on my hands.” Noah sat back down, while Mason sat inspecting his hands as if he were looking for the actual blood. “What am I supposed to do? What can I do?” Tears welled in Mason’s eyes, and his body began to shake. Noah wanted to reach out to him. Take Mason in his arms and tell him everything would be all right. But could he say that? What right did he have?