The Worth of a Coin (BxB)

Chapter 10

-Quan Leung-

Kenji was alright, just a little shaken up. I checked on him a little while after I returned from my break. I met him in the staff room, as I filled up my coffee mug. I had been told several times that I should cut back on my coffee, but I never paid any mind to that. I know my diet wasn't the healthiest, but I never seemed to face any of the consequences.

The attack in the interrogation room reminded me of the event that caused Candice to hire Ruarc. I was glad that William hadn't re-entered the interrogation room after collecting Kenji, that would've made everything more complicated.

I knew that Michael Lockheart wanted to hurt Kenji, and I knew part of the reason for it. Yet, I was still unsure why he didn't decide to attack me instead of the werewolf. If he was so keen to hurt people to send a message, I would've been a convenient target.

"Candice knows about what happened last night," Ruarc's voice caught my attention as he entered the staff room. The door clicked and his footsteps became louder as soon as he stepped inside. The floor of the staff room was made of a different material to the corridor. The soft carpet quietened footsteps much more than the laminated floor, which seemed to make up 80% of the floor in the whole station.

"I'm not surprised," I responded, turning around so that my back was to him. "I was shocked that Jade hadn't mentioned it. I'm valuing every moment away from my street."

"Our street," he corrected with a sigh. "I still can't believe you know Fewesi."

I snorted. "You'll get to know everyone, they're quick to make themselves known." I had to stop a smirk from settling on my face. When I first moved into my house, Cappi was found on the settee, complimenting my decor skills. They jumped around my house picking things up, much to my annoyance. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to physically remove them from the house. So, I let them have their look around. And didn't acknowledge their existence. That was until they threatened to smash something. Then I reluctantly started a conversation.

"I'm sure," Ruarc responded.

I didn't like the silence, but it was a little more bearable than it had been in the past. It irritated me because I knew more could be said, but that would also mean that I've dug deeper, something I don't want to do.

I poured my coffee into my travel mug, failing not to get any of the warm liquid onto my hand. I should be used to this by now.

"You're shaking," Ruarc commented. "Maybe you should lay off the caffeine?"

I ignored him and put the lid on my mug. "No." I then walked to our office.

Ruarc called behind me, "but you're shaking like a leaf. That can't be good for you."

"It keeps me awake," I told him and entered out office. I placed my cup on my desk and sat back in my chair. "Not sure what work I'm going to be doing though." I bit my lip and sighed. I shouldn't use any of my powers for the rest of the day, which means a sorry attempt at filling out paperwork.

"I could help you, if you want?" Ruarc offered. "I know hell-all about police paperwork, but I can write and read."

"Oh, you can?" I asked sarcastically. "I was wondering what you've been doing, knowing things that have coincidentally been written on paper."

He gave an equally sarcastic laugh. "Is that the snarkiest comeback you can come up with?" He made a ticking noise with his tongue. "I'm disappointed in you."

"Apologies, sir. I didn't know I was meant to be looking for your approval," I replied. "But, as much as I hate you. I like keeping my job more. So, if you would?" I offered some papers out to him, or generally just in front of me.