Owen shook his head slowly. He'd treated her like crap. He knew he had. He'd taken out more than enough frustrations on her, and that was mostly because (other than Suzie), she had been the person in the office that he'd known the best, the one least likely to tell him to go fuck himself and never talk to him again when he got too mouthy.
"When did you come in from?" Owen asked, squeezing her hand right back. "Jack went and disappeared yet?"