“So, do you have a crush on her or do you just find her as beautiful as I do?” Nick asked the man he’d managed to corner in the man’s office. His tone was made to sound friendly and off-hand, but the man could hear the anger that lay just beneath.
Captain Sean Renard stood behind his desk, staring calmly at the detective-turned-Grimm. He was doing his best to appear laid back and unconcerned, but he could feel the anger of the Grimm boiling under the surface and the Regnant within him was scratching, begging to be let out and respond to the assumed threat.
When he continued to lean against the filing cabinet behind his desk, all but smirking at the detective, Nick continued on, “I saw the way you were looking at her at the awards ceremony, so I thought I’d throw that out there to get the uncomfortable part over with.”
“And what makes you think that you saw what you thought you saw?” Sean returned, not willing to admit to anything. If Nick found out exactly how connected he was to the Grimm’s life and what has happened in it, things would not go well, for either of them.
Nick chuckled, anger coming through each short breath. When he began to pace, Sean felt the Regnant begin to do the same, mirroring the Grimm’s furious posture. After a few seconds of pacing, Nick turned on the spot and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. It was clear he was trying to organize his thoughts into something that wouldn’t be so accusatory that he couldn’t talk his way out of. When he obviously failed to come up with anything, he simply shook his head and walked out, making sure to slam Sean’s office door as hard as he could on the way out.
The Captain watched his employee leave, wishing that he didn’t have to lie to the man all the time, but he saw no other way around it. The Grimm was too important to his plans to give anything away, even if it meant he had to suffer a little as well.