Andy has been pacing the condo ever since we got home. I'm afraid he's going to wear a pattern into my floor, but I'm not saying anything. I only hope he doesn't hurt himself. He's still not walking well and I'm worries he will fall when he becomes tired.
Jack is back.
My no good ex-husband is back. I am certain that there were some good things about him all those years ago – I wouldn't have married him otherwise. Still, all I can see now is the spurned ex-husband, the aggressive addict. He couldn't get to me through his divorce attorney, so now he's out to ruin both mine and Andy's professional credibility. He's filing a lawsuit against my department, Andy and myself, threatening to include all my other detectives, too. It's the Goldmann fiasco all over again, but worse this time because he knows how to get to me. He knows my weak points: my children and the man I love. I saw the hateful looks he's giving Andy – and how hard Andy had to fight to not go and punch Jack.
Ricky has already called to see what is going on. I'm only glad that this time he called to check first before jumping to conclusions. Rusty has been summoned to a court hearing because Jack thinks Andy and I must be discussing cases at home with Rusty there. Jack knows how much the idea of Rusty having to testify hurt me, that's why that was his first move.
And Andy. He's coming after Andy and he doesn't even know that yet. I can't bring myself to tell him, I'm so afraid what it will do to his recovery. I could see how aggravated Jack's mere presence makes him, his hands start shaking and his gait becomes unstable like it was immediately after his accident. This is the worst possible moment. He doesn't want to admit it, but Andy's health is still so fragile. His blood pressure spikes and the injury to his back isn't healing quite the way it should be.
I can hear Andy huff impatiently followed by a loud groan. I turn around, wanting to say something to make him feel better, and I'm just in time to see him stumble.