“Enough fooling around, Ace. I’ve got work. Scram.”
“Let me ask you a question first. Do you know you’re right?”
She closed her eyes. He always knew. And when she opened them again, met his, they were clear. “I know I’m right. I feel it in my gut. I feel it in my bones.”
“So do I.” He walked to the door, glanced back. “Lieutenant?”
“Yeah, what?”
“You’re a hell of a cop.”
She grinned. “Bet your ass.”
She pushed aside her cold coffee, turned to her desk unit. While others played politics, she got back on the job.