JULIAN

"Then let's go," I said.

We left Morrison's and walked, neither of us mentioned where we were heading, we both knew.

After a few blocks Ethan spoke. "I keep thinking about what I would have done differently," he said.

"Don't," I replied.

"Julian..."

"It doesn't help," I said. "Looking back doesn't change anything. It just makes the walk longer."

Ethan was quiet after that and we kept walking.

Outside the precinct, Ethan stopped and I stopped beside him, a moment passed, then another. "I'm scared," Ethan said.

"I know," I replied.

"What happens after this?" he asked.

"I don't know exactly," I said honestly. "But it's better than what...