willing to talk.”
“Yeah, well, we weren’t there for you to flash your
bedroom eyes and give aid and comfort to the bastard,” Will shot
back.
“So because I wasn’t whacking him with the butt of my
gun, all of a sudden I’m getting sexual with him?
“Okay. So he’s a great looking guy and I’m not dead yet.
So I noticed. So fuck me. It’s not like you’ve never lusted after
some sleazy hooker who’d been brought in. So what’s the deal
here? The old double standard?”
“Shit,” he spat. “You should’ve seen yourself, Karen. It
was as though you were in the presence of God. You were ogling
a freaking suspect during a murder investigation. Goddammit,
Kar! What were you thinking?”
Karen smiled, once again hoping to take the hostility
down a notch, and teased, “Why, Will, I think you’re jealous!”
“Fuck jealous. This isn’t a joke, Karen. What I am is
pissed. You went for a walk on this one and now you’re dancing
around it. You talk about me giving hookers a break. Hookers,
for God’s sake! We’re talking murder here. Get a grip, huh? I
suggest you butch up and get your head on right, or you’re going
to find yourself off this case. “Remember, doll, I’m the lead
detective here. Don’t think I would give a second thought to
bumping you off the team. And you know me well enough to
know I’m not bullshitting.”
Disturbed, Karen continued. “If you think I have such a
problem with this one, have at it, Mr. ‘Lead Detective.’ We
haven’t even begun the investigation and you’re looking to wrap
it up and tie it with a pretty bow. Nothing about that guy says
‘guilty’ to me. If he’s good for it, he’s one dumb son of a bitch.
He sure doesn’t strike me as being stupid. I think it’s a case of
being in the wrong place at the wrong time.” She paused for a
moment, looking as though she was trying to put all the pieces
together in her mind, and then continued, “Sands is far from
being an idiot and he didn’t come across to me as being insane.
So why would he leave a trail of clues that were almost as
blatant as a signed confession? There’s just too much
coincidence here, and you know how I feel about coincidence,
Will. Sands picks a fight in front of how many people earlier in
the evening, then everyone sees him drag her out to his car. As if
that wasn’t enough, he continues fighting for all her neighbors in
her apartment building to hear. Then, to top it off, he leaves
himself without an alibi. Did he really look that stupid to you,
Will? So freakin’ stupid that you have to threaten to pull me off
the case because we’re maybe not on the same wavelength?”
He winced at her words but said nothing. He sighed and
looked as though he was about to speak, but did not. Finally,
“How many times have you seen these piss-ants walk, Karen?
He’ll hook up with his attorney, probably couldn’t wait till we
left there today so he could call him, and then we’re shit outta
luck. You’ll see. Kyle Sands is the hometown hero and the
media people’ll do their little song and dance and make us look
like the bad guys, again. I don’t need my partner working for
him as well, promoting his ass for the media. They do just fine
without our help.”
“I see. You want to take this guy down and anyone who
has a different angle, including me, is off the case. That the
bottom line?”
“Look at it any fucking way you want. All I’m telling
you is to pull yourself together and stop making excuses for a
suspect. Get with the program or get out of it!”
Karen was silent for a moment while she attempted to
balance her emotions. She felt Will was being unreasonable, but
she knew she was, in fact, biased toward Kyle. She wanted to
make sure Kyle got a shot at a fair chance. If only everything
wasn’t so damning!
“Okay,” she finally said. “I get your message.”
“That’s my girl.”
“I’m not anyone’s girl , Will. You try to remember that.”
They arrived at the
“Yeah, well, we weren’t there for you to flash your
bedroom eyes and give aid and comfort to the bastard,” Will shot
back.
“So because I wasn’t whacking him with the butt of my
gun, all of a sudden I’m getting sexual with him?
“Okay. So he’s a great looking guy and I’m not dead yet.
So I noticed. So fuck me. It’s not like you’ve never lusted after
some sleazy hooker who’d been brought in. So what’s the deal
here? The old double standard?”
“Shit,” he spat. “You should’ve seen yourself, Karen. It
was as though you were in the presence of God. You were ogling
a freaking suspect during a murder investigation. Goddammit,
Kar! What were you thinking?”
Karen smiled, once again hoping to take the hostility
down a notch, and teased, “Why, Will, I think you’re jealous!”
“Fuck jealous. This isn’t a joke, Karen. What I am is
pissed. You went for a walk on this one and now you’re dancing
around it. You talk about me giving hookers a break. Hookers,
for God’s sake! We’re talking murder here. Get a grip, huh? I
suggest you butch up and get your head on right, or you’re going
to find yourself off this case. “Remember, doll, I’m the lead
detective here. Don’t think I would give a second thought to
bumping you off the team. And you know me well enough to
know I’m not bullshitting.”
Disturbed, Karen continued. “If you think I have such a
problem with this one, have at it, Mr. ‘Lead Detective.’ We
haven’t even begun the investigation and you’re looking to wrap
it up and tie it with a pretty bow. Nothing about that guy says
‘guilty’ to me. If he’s good for it, he’s one dumb son of a bitch.
He sure doesn’t strike me as being stupid. I think it’s a case of
being in the wrong place at the wrong time.” She paused for a
moment, looking as though she was trying to put all the pieces
together in her mind, and then continued, “Sands is far from
being an idiot and he didn’t come across to me as being insane.
So why would he leave a trail of clues that were almost as
blatant as a signed confession? There’s just too much
coincidence here, and you know how I feel about coincidence,
Will. Sands picks a fight in front of how many people earlier in
the evening, then everyone sees him drag her out to his car. As if
that wasn’t enough, he continues fighting for all her neighbors in
her apartment building to hear. Then, to top it off, he leaves
himself without an alibi. Did he really look that stupid to you,
Will? So freakin’ stupid that you have to threaten to pull me off
the case because we’re maybe not on the same wavelength?”
He winced at her words but said nothing. He sighed and
looked as though he was about to speak, but did not. Finally,
“How many times have you seen these piss-ants walk, Karen?
He’ll hook up with his attorney, probably couldn’t wait till we
left there today so he could call him, and then we’re shit outta
luck. You’ll see. Kyle Sands is the hometown hero and the
media people’ll do their little song and dance and make us look
like the bad guys, again. I don’t need my partner working for
him as well, promoting his ass for the media. They do just fine
without our help.”
“I see. You want to take this guy down and anyone who
has a different angle, including me, is off the case. That the
bottom line?”
“Look at it any fucking way you want. All I’m telling
you is to pull yourself together and stop making excuses for a
suspect. Get with the program or get out of it!”
Karen was silent for a moment while she attempted to
balance her emotions. She felt Will was being unreasonable, but
she knew she was, in fact, biased toward Kyle. She wanted to
make sure Kyle got a shot at a fair chance. If only everything
wasn’t so damning!
“Okay,” she finally said. “I get your message.”
“That’s my girl.”
“I’m not anyone’s girl , Will. You try to remember that.”
They arrived at the
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