Chapter 20

At the headquarters, Maverick pushed open the office door with the accident analysis reports in hand, moving with purpose. The officers who had been huddled together gossiping instantly scattered. With their heads down, they pretended to work. "Captain Cadwell." "Captain Cadwell's back." Maverick tossed his car keys onto the desk, shrugged off his coat, and draped it over the chair. It had been a restless night. Arabella's matter was settled, but he hadn't had time to sleep at all. Irritability showed clearly between his eyebrows. No sooner had he sat down than that familiar feeling of being watched returned. He lifted his eyes, and his cold gaze landed on Jackie, who was closest to him. "Do you have nothing to do?" Jackie looked away, stammering without producing a single coherent word. Russell Glover, the vice-captain, wandered over with a mischievous grin. "Damn, Maverick. You really made headlines. I know we're strict about discipline, but even the chief would have to g