"That's what the bloody police are for," Jake argued, sighing and rubbing his hands over his face. "And your life is more important than a story! It is! I get it, you want to rush headfirst into danger and get the exclusive story but this was dangerous. What if one of them had a gun? A knife? What if they'd managed to get a hold of you before the cops got here? Did you think of that?"

He didn't want to be the cause of her expression right now He didn't want to upset her but his heart was pounding with how easily she could have been hurt or killed. Drug rings were typically full of wankers that had no problem offing someone that could put an end to their shenanigans.

"You could have been killed," he told her, shaking his head, "and I'd rather that not happen."