He'd known he couldn't stop Shirley's involvement—he might as well try to stop the Portland earth from ever shaking. But he had hoped to avoid dragging Ben in as well, especially since he'd just recovered from major surgery.
"What does Gwen think of you getting involved?"
Ben shrugged. "Jack's a good friend. I've known him all my life. Gwen understands that."
Ethan studied him for a moment. Gwen might have understood his friendship with Jack, but if Ben's thoughts were anything to go by, she certainly didn't understand his need to get involved with the case and perhaps endanger his life again.
One long-time relationship headed for the rocks, Ethan thought, and remembered Gwen's warning.
He frowned and crossed his arms, watching the stirring breeze brush the remnants of the vampire from the balcony.
"Did your boss provide you with any other clues?" Ben continued.
