ELARA~
Andrew offered to drive me, and having no reason to refuse, I accepted his offer.
He pulled the sedan onto the highway. Marcus had taken off in his own unmarked car ahead of us, promising to send over the raw, unredacted files from the Kenji Roux case through a dead-drop link.
I sat in the passenger seat, staring out at the streetlights reflecting against the damp glass, holding the cold plastic casing of my inhaler in my palm.
It was getting remarkably cold and windy outside. I didn't know why rain was still falling when winter was fast approaching.
"He's doing this for himself," I said into the quiet cabin, my voice barely above a whisper.
Andrew kept his hands firm at ten and two on the steering wheel, not shifting his gaze from the road. "Detective Reyes?"
