BANG!
Jed slammed his fist on the table, making Eric jump. "Who do you think you are, huh? You don't get to make demands here."
"I'm telling the truth!" Eric's voice cracked with panic, his hands trembling.
"Really?"
"Yes, really!"
"I don't believe you."
Eric's mind spun into a furious spiral. This idiot! Can he just keel over already? How does a moron like this even work here? He wanted to leap across the table and throttle Jed's smug face.
If they weren't in a police station, he'd have slipped this jerk a dose of his homemade poison and watched him squirm. In all his years, he'd never met anyone who got under his skin like this.
Still, despite his rage, Eric forced himself to focus. "If you know where Sera is, please—just tell her to stay away from the guy next to her. He's dangerous. I'm almost certain he's the one who killed her grandfather." His voice softened, thick with worry. No matter how much Jed pushed him, he couldn't stop caring about Sera.
