Chapter 245 Shadowed Steps

Sticking around? I blinked, my brow furrowing in confusion. "You're gonna camp out at the police station?" He nodded again, his face a calm mask, but there was a shadow in his eyes as they slid away from me. It only hit me later that I had switched into my pajamas before bed last night. I must have been tossing and turning all night because I could not find my jacket and all I had on was a tank top. With the morning rush, I had not bothered to straighten up, and one strap had made a break for it down my arm, leaving me pretty much half-dressed. Looking kind of... exposed, I realized. I yanked the covers up to my chin, my cheeks heating up. "You don't need to bother, really. It’s just some routine investigation stuff, nothing major. You don't have to go." His lips tightened, and he did not argue, just saying, "We'll talk after breakfast." With that, he walked out of the bedroom, all business. I watched him go, my frown deepening. Why was he acting like it was the end of the world