Michael sipped at his coffee and Thomas simply set his aside. "So...so he'll let her go but he kept Joey for, what- Three weeks?"
Michael looked like he didn't want to answer. "I think it was around that long, yes."
"And he had to have several surgeries just to fix his wrists? What's he going to do to her?" Thomas looked desperate and he was shocked when Michael took hold of his shoulders.
"You have to have faith, Thomas."
Thomas felt rage fill his chest and it showed on his face that he was inches away from yelling again. It was just fortunate that Michael turned to start with his wards, so he didn't even notice. Thomas hissed several swear words under his breath and he went to go sit on the sofa. He wished Jamie couldn't see him like this.