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Keys in hand, Buck checked his phone. The few curt texts sent to Taylor, too late in the evening, had not received any answers.
- You broke the door ?
- Uh ?
Eddie was looking at the shattered lock, assessing the damages, toying with a bigger wood shard until it fell on the floor.
- Firefighter style, even.
- Ah, yeah...sorry about that…I...I was scared.
Eddie smiled at him, small and tired.
- Nah, that’s fine. Thank you, you know, for bringing me back.
- Of course, man, I...
Before Eddie’s grateful eyes, Buck blinked, open mouth on lost words. Then, the truth.
- ...Always.