Chapter 15

Brian handed out the cartons of Chinese food when it arrived, and they sat down to eat at their desks, still talking about the only leads they had on the case.

The squad room was relatively quiet, in between shift changes, and with a lot of the squad out on calls. It was a Friday night so they were, unfortunately, busy.

Brian kept glancing over to the door, waiting for Angel to arrive. He’d likely only have his sports bag on him, with a few changes of sparkly short shorts inside, and a clean towel.

Angel’s suitcase was back at the apartment, having migrated into the bedroom. All the regular clothes Angel had, were now hanging up in Brian’s closet alongside his own.

That was the thing, Angel had admitted he was between places to live, which was why he had the suitcase on him in the first place.