Detective moss’ pov;
“Hello Chief,” I said, my eyes on Gonzales’ widow. I didn’t want her to leave, not yet, not until I was done with my questioning.
Why Chief Reynolds was calling, I didn’t know, but I wouldn’t let whatever issue there was affect me.
He sounded angry, unlike his usual cheerful tone. That wasn’t a good sign.
“You need to step away from the Gonzales case, Moss” he said.
I straightened up. “Sir?”
“Effective immediately.”
I looked at the widow, who was watching me now with something unreadable in her eyes.Had she pulled strings? I narrowed my eyes at her. I had just taken on the case, so how could I just be pulled out suddenly.
“Why?” I asked.
“There are jurisdictional issues,” the chief said. “Concerns about your approach, you know, you can be a little bit harsh an
