Jacob was a cop. There were a lot of things he could do as a cop. He could arrest criminals. He could ticket speeders. He could remove abused children, spouses and parents to saftey. He could do a lot of things to help keep people safe. But he couldn't heal them if they were already hurt.
As his wife lay bleeding from the gunshot wound in her chest, Jacob pressed a hand to the great red spot and sobbed, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Amanda.
I'm sorry I'm just a cop.
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