Chapter 10
Cole read it in his face, like he had always done. Closing his eyes, he shook his head as he seemed to sink into the couch. “You don’t want to hear any of this. I’ll stop. I know it’s a waste of time.”
Anger bubbled up inside him. It was the dismissal he’d been waiting for, but the fact that Cole thought he could still call the shots spurred Brady closer.
Crouching next to the couch, Brady yanked on the ropes, cinching them tighter in order to get Cole’s attention. “You know what was a waste of time?” he hissed. “Spending a week looking for you. Pissing off every cop in a fifty-mile radius with calls. Bugging them for information. Trying to get them to do their job when you were already dead, just looking for a way to get back at me.”