The look on Doyle's face. Ryner doesn't know what to think. He feels sick and isolated and ready to explode. He is on paid leave until he is ready to come back. If he ever comes back.
Some cops never do.
Mathewson touches him again, thankful he wasn't hurt. Her stomach is in knots, afraid he'll never be the same. In late January, Traverse City is in hibernation. The beaches are frozen and the golf courses are covered with snow. Hill's office is tucked in the back of an office complex, a string of small one-story buildings that house doctors and lawyers and dentists.