Samuel slipped his phone back into his pocket, feeling a mix of exhaustion and anticipation. He knew he needed to explain everything to Zinnia, but he was glad he wouldn't have to do it over the phone.
Samuel turned and headed toward the precinct parking lot, where Timmy was waiting for him, leaning against the car with a watchful expression. As soon as he saw Samuel, he straightened up and asked, "Sir, are we going to the office?"
Samuel shook his head. "No. You can go home now, Timmy. I'll drive myself—I need to talk to Zinnia about what happened today."
Timmy nodded, a hint of understanding crossing his face. "Understood, sir. Drive safe."
They shared a quick nod, and Timmy headed to his own car. Samuel watched him go, then climbed into the driver's seat. He sat there for a moment, gathering his thoughts before starting the engine, ready to go home to Zinnia and finally talk through everything.
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