Читать книгу Swerve - Michelle McGriff - Страница 15

What a day it had been. It seemed as though whatever could go wrong went wrong. She had tried with all her might to make it to the wedding, or maybe she didn’t try all that hard. Seeing Shashoni in pink taffeta wasn’t what she felt the need to break her neck to do.

But surely that scene would have been better than this one. Files lost, cap’n all crazy, and cramps like you wouldn’t believe. Tommy wanted to laugh, cry, and maybe kick somebody’s ass all at the same time. But instead she cleaned up reports. She was crazy about Keliegh but the boy couldn’t write a report if it meant his life.

“You hitting The spot?” Aston and Hank had asked her on their way out hours ago. Her eyes must have said it all as they held up their hands in surrender. He heard Aston call her a bitch but she didn’t even care enough to call him on it. At that moment in time, she was, and she knew it. It was around one now, nearly time for those who had gone home earlier to be on their way back in. She glanced at her watch.

“I’ma go home and soak in a hot—”

“Turner! I need to talk to you for a minute,” the captain had called to her.

“Shit,” she grumbled. It was a whistle and she caught it. “Alls I know is they better not run,” she grumbled, heading into his office to get the assignment.

“Got a big one. It’s a shooting out in the view. Looks domestic,” he said, handing her the address. “Take Bishop with you.”

“Bishop? Why don’t I just call Jack? He’s due in about an hour…”

“Take Bishop,” the captain barked.

Tommy felt her eyes roll but tried to fight it. She couldn’t stand Canasta Bishop. Maybe it was because Keliegh had slept with her. “Come on,” was all Tommy said to her, slapping her hand on Canasta’s desk. Canasta looked up at her with surprise showing.

“Me?”

“You.”

They walked out the front of the station just as Hank was making his way back in. “Wow!” was all he said. “Wow what?” Tommy responded, half bored, half interested.

“Man, is Jack in deep.”

“What?” Canasta asked. Tommy consciously glared at her.

“Romia shot somebody tonight and then kicked Aston’s ass and then pulled a gun on me and Jack. Tried to kill us—”

“Romia?” both Tommy and Canasta said at the same time.

“Yeah, it was crazy. She was all wild-eyed. I think she’s doing crack or something for sure. She just snapped,” he said, holding out his hands and bending them quickly as if breaking an invisible stick.

“Where is Keliegh now?”

“Well, he got all in the way of the arrest. I mean, he let her get away, so you know his ass is on the chopping block. Last I saw him he was under the light with IA.”

“Oh my God! Canasta, go tell Cap’n you and Hank took this whistle—”

“But—”

“Just go tell him…Shit. I’ll take the heat. He can fire me or whatever tomorrow, but I gotta go,” Tommy said, leaping off the steps of the precinct and jogging to her car. She was done for the night and no further plans for Calgon to take her away.