“Wait, what do you mean she had bruises? From when? Were they fresh?”
Something didn’t add up and Az was getting more impatient by the second, especially as Jericho levelled another accusation at Britt.
“How the hell did she have bruises if you were supposed to be watching her? What the hells been going on, Jeri? How has this happened?”
“When she went to bed she was fine. I woke up and went to check on her, she wasn’t in her fucking bed. She came in not long after, with bruises, saying she went for a fucking walk to clear her head and that she fell. And then the psycho fucking showed up out of the goddamn shadows and we both know that nutjob can hide in them,” he snapped back, refusing to be blame for any of this.
“I was watching her. All I have fucking done since she woke up is try to take care of her.”