Page 100 of Icy Cold Death

He looked over.

“You should have told me he was out of control.”

She blinked.

What the monkey fuck was this as Elizabeth Blackhawk had just said?

Genesis stared at him.

“I tell you that every day, and you told me that this was my job, and I was stuck with him until he retired. What more can I say about working with him? It’s a nightmare, and you were well aware that he was a loose cannon.”

The man stared at her, and it said one thing.

Wait until they leave.

Well, she wasn’t a petulant child. She was a grown-ass woman who was tired of this bullshit.

She wasn’t done.

Genesis didn’t care.

“I warned him, and I filed the report about what he did last night. It’s in your email. I followed protocols, and this isn’t the first time that I’ve tried to point out that he bends the rules—and not the small rules. He’s using the Declaration of Rights as his toilet paper.”

He went red.

Yep, she was fired after this case.

Genesis knew it.

Only, she didn’t care. This was a joke. This was NOT why she became a cop.

It wasn’t to babysit an old man who was out of control.

Because he knew what Tori wanted, Lucian stood behind his clients.

“We would like to discuss what will ease their humiliation and violation of their rights. Please leave the room, turn the light on in the observation room, and cameras off.”

The captain nodded.

The man and detective stepped out, and the observation room lit up, proving no one was in there. The cameras went off.

They had to discuss this, but first…

“Bethany, go eavesdrop on anything that is being said outside this door,” Lucian said.

“ON. IT. BOSSES.”

If they were going to break the rules, then so was he. After all, his wife had been in lockup all night.

That pissed him off.

No one put his baby in a cage.

NO.

ONE.

Because Bethany loved doing that, she put on her Sherlock and Watson getup, and headed out.

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