Chapter Nineteen
“You can’t blame me for the actions I took,” she said. “I’m a detective. You expect me to go on feelings when I’m investigating a murder?”
He went back to typing.
“Look, I was wrong and I apologize but you never would’ve been accused if you’d been honest with me from the beginning.”
“Man!” He slammed his hands on the keyboard. “I don’t get you at all. You just don’t care how you treat people do you?”
She jerked back, almost falling off his desk. “What does that mean?”
“You don’t understand how much it hurt when you accused me of killing Brett do you?”
“Yes and I’m sorry, but I don’t see how I did anything wrong.”
“I bet you don’t.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “No one can ever blame you for anything because you’re perfect. Whenever you hurt people or treat people
