CHAPTER EIGHT
Sadie arrived at the station to find Cooper already there, sitting opposite Higgins in the small interrogation room. He had pulled up his shirt to reveal the bandage, casually inspecting the wound in front of its creator.
“It looks worse than it is, I’ll grant you that,” Cooper was saying to the man as though he was chatting to an old acquaintance. “But any deeper and I could have been a dead man. You narrowly missed some vital organs there, Joe. Is that what you were after, becoming a cop killer? A tough prison sentence that would be. You’d get a lot of hassle from the guards. Still, it might not be much better for an attempted cop killing, you know? The inmates might just think you were a p***y that couldn’t get the job done properly.”
Higgins sat opposite him, hunched i
