Marie left the police station, leaving Brax with the promise that she would deal with him tonight.
Jenna sent her driver home and got into her husband's car that had just been returned to him. Since he had missed their lunch date, he owed her a meal.
Leaving the station, they headed downtown and stopped at a nice restaurant. Leaving the car with the valet, he escorted Jenna inside.
Walking in, Brax could feel several sets of eyes on him. People were whispering and pointing in his direction.
"What is going on?" He asked Jenna.
"They are talking about you." She replied while grabbing his arm and holding it tightly. She had been scared today that he would be taken away and she wouldn't see him again.
"Me? Why would they be talking about me?"