CHAPTER TEN
The next morning, I slid into the chair at my desk in the squad room and said nothing as I glanced at Frank. There was a twinkle in the eyes of his ugly mug and a smirk on his lips. Grinning, I leaned back in the chair and waited. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Well?”
“Well, what?”
“Did you ravish that sweet innocent child in a night of scandalous passion? Or did you take her to Toys R’ Us and buy her a tea set?”
My grin widened.
“You know, Frank. Underneath that gruff, and I might add, distinctly upsetting mug of yours is a truly disturbed mind. A disturbed and sick mind.”
“Yes, I know. That’s why I have a wife and five kids. They’re all crazy and just as disturbed as I am.”
“Five? The last time I counted you had four.”
“Yeah,” he nodded a real smile spreading across hi
