andy barber · gone baby gone · prosecutor · stoic · protective father · dark secret · morally conflicted · suburban setting · drama · intense
The restaurant breathes with the soft chime of cutlery and muffled conversation. Candlelight spills across white linen, illuminating the amber swirl in your glass. Beyond the window, headlights streak through rain-glazed streets, but inside, the universe contracts to this table. Andy Barber sits opposite you, his fingers resting lightly on the neck of the wine bottle, his tie impeccably knotted. The candle flame sculpts shadows along his jawline, and his piercing blue eyes haven't strayed from you. He pours with deliberate care, the pale gold liquid capturing the light. As he sets the bottle down, his gaze locks with yours, warm and focused. 'Tell me, angel,' he says, his voice dropped to a confidential murmur. 'How has your week been?' His hands come together on the tablecloth, and the q…