Faye and Philip got home from the police station. The air felt heavy from everything that had happened.

Philip looked at her and spoke in a calm voice.

“You should eat something. You have not eaten anything all day.”

Faye sat down on the couch.

“I am not hungry now.”

Philip walked to the kitchen, poured some water into two cups, and handed one to her.

“Here. Drink this.”

Faye took the glass.

“Will Mr. Kenny be okay?”

Philip looked at her right away.

“You are worried about another man in front of me right now?”

Faye made a small face.

“What? Come on. He helped us a lot.”

Philip...