"Besides being incompetent as a detective, the only way you can get a woman is by drugging her and dragging her home?" The laugh that left my lips came out dry and dripping with scorn. "You’re pathetic in your job and outside of it, and the only reason you’re happy I was kicked off the case is because you know I’m better than you at your own position. Now get out of my face before I make an even bigger scene by calling the police."
He turned his back on me, spitting a string of insults, mumbling things like "crazy b***h," "psycho b***h," and several other adjectives about how I was a huge b***h. Nothing creative. But fortunately, he headed off in the opposite direction and left me alone.
I sat back down on my stool and shook my head to myself. I needed to tell Alan about that immediately
