The new information was still heavy on Jax's mind as he wound his way back up to the apartment, but at least the nervous energy had spent itself. It had shot through his veins, the sudden need to do something. In Charming, it would have manifested in violence but Darrow gave him neither target nor opportunity. He couldn't attack Clay for what he'd done to Tara, nor Gemma for her threats. Instead, he could walk Macha until nearly midnight.

"I'm back," he said, hanging up his keys and bending to take Macha off her leash.