Part Thirty-Five

Lee sat in his car in the driveway of his house. Marella was inside, probably looking at takeout menus and trying to decide what to order for dinner. His heart rate had calmed, the adrenaline having worked out of his system in what felt like seconds.

Seeing Keith in that warehouse, looking so smug had done a number on him. He hadn’t felt that type of rage in years, had worked so hard to bury it all. He had no idea what the hell he was doing. He’d left Kelley to deal with the aftermath of his rage and he felt guilty as hell.

‘I’ve got you, Lee.’ He heard Kelley’s voice in his head.

‘Yeah, you’ve always got everyone, Kelley,’ he thought grimly to himself. ‘But who’s got your back?’ It was one of the reasons why he’d studied law, to give back, to help protect those who couldn’t protect themselves.

Lee opened the front door and found Marella on the couch with a staggering number of takeout menu’s on the coffee table. He needed that type of normal now. Marella looked up at him, the smile o