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charges.”
    “Now wait a minute.” Duncan was stuck between being a proud son of a bitch, watching her call the shots, but annoyed as hell that she was calling his shots. “I’m not going anywhere.”
    “Then I say nothing,” she tossed over her shoulder at him. “And what I have to say, the Warriors also need to hear. So, it’s my way or no way.”
    “How do I know this isn’t just a ploy for me to drop charges?” Detective Ferguson eyed her suspiciously.
    Duncan watched as Pam’s back went stiff before she glanced over her shoulder at him, an apology in her eyes. Slowly, her eyes lowered as she looked away and faced front, pulling the large jacket off with shaking arms. She held the jacket with one hand, her head down toward the floor. He watched her take a deep breath before lifting her head to a proud angle.
    Detective Ferguson looked down at her stomach then back to her face. “What does your being pregnant have to do with anything?”
    Frowning, because from the back she looked as she always had, Duncan took a step to the side, and sure enough, her stomach was rounded. He lifted his gaze to her face, watching as she lifted her hand. Duncan couldn’t see what she was doing, but when she dropped her hand, every officer in the room gasped and stepped back, as well as Detective Ferguson.
    Duncan grabbed and turned her to face him, her eyes downcast. Slowly, her gaze again came up to meet his. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.” A single blood tear slipped from her one golden eye.
     

Chapter 4
    “Tell me again.” Sid walked next to Jared as they followed Damon and Sloan into the police station. “Because I don’t believe that Duncan ‘Do Everything By The Book’ Roark punched a detective. I mean, I seriously think I have a man crush going on here.”
    “Will you shut the fuck up, Sid?” Sloan growled, stopping at the front window and slamming his hand down hard on the counter. “Where in the hell is the officer in charge?” His growl sent the clerk running for whomever she could find.
    “You know, if you guys don’t start treating me right, I’m putting in for a transfer.” Sid leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “I really feel harassed with all the ‘shut the fuck up, Sid’ comments. I mean, where’s the brotherly love stuff we’re supposed to have for each other, because I sure as hell ain’t feeling it.”
    “Does he ever shut the fuck up?” Sloan asked Damon and Jared, his legendary temper bubbling just below the surface.
    “Nope,” Jared answered, not even looking at Sid, whom he knew was grinning like an idiot.
    The clerk rushed back, breathing hard. “I’m sorry, I can’t find him anywhere. Can I help you with something?”
    Sloan sighed in aggravation. “One of my Warriors was arrested…”
    “Yes, but the charges have been dropped on Duncan Roark.” She hurriedly informed them.
    “Dropped?” Sloan frowned.
    “Yes, Detective Ferguson dropped all charges,” she replied, looking a little more at ease.
    “Then where is Duncan Roark?” Sloan demanded.
    “I swear I’m seeing more of you Warriors today than I have in the whole time we’ve been working with you.” Officer Rosen walked up behind the clerk buzzing them in. “How you doing, Sloan?”
    “Actually, Pete, I’ve been better.” Sloan followed him. “What the hell is going on?”
    Pete actually chuckled. “Now ain’t that the question of the day.”
    The Warriors followed the older officer down the hall to a room where Duncan stood bent with both hands on a table, staring intently into a computer screen.
    No one said a word. By the look of Duncan’s profile, they knew something was seriously wrong. The four Warriors surrounded him, looking over his shoulder. Pam sat; her chair scooted back from the table to make room for her growing stomach.
    Of course, Sid was the first to break the silence. “Son of a bitch. Who’s the daddy?” Jared and Damon grimaced, waiting for Duncan to