Chapter 10 : Suspects and Strange Men

Chapter 10: Suspects and Strange Men

*Jack*

During what felt like a rare moment of peace and solitude, I took a sip of my cup of straight black coffee as I exited the coffee shop. I normally settled for the coffee they had at the precinct if the instant stuff I had at home didn’t suffice, but I needed a moment to clear my head.

It’d been weeks now since the Fendley case had been reopened, and it felt like no progress was being made. It felt as if I was getting significantly less sleep these days, and it was likely messing with my productivity at work.

I rolled my eyes when I thought about what Austin said when I confided with him about it. He claimed that when he was having trouble sleeping, he cut down on caffeine. Apparently, he slept better on days when he did that.

While I didn’t doubt the validity of his claim, I couldn’t remember a day where he didn’t down at least five cups of coffee at the station.