Well, the pneumonia kicked my a*s for a while, after that I was seeing how much I could milk it with my mom and brothers," I said. "I'm back now, ready to roll."
"Yeah, I ran out of leads a week ago. I'm hoping we get something new here because that killer didn't leave me s**t for clues. I can't believe a guy can fire a big-a*s forty-five in a hallway, walk out covered in blood, and nobody saw anything."
"One guy did, and he took a round to the head for it," I reminded him. "It's not like any of these degenerates are eager to be heroes."
I looked over to my boss's office, where she was walking out with a man in an expensive suit with a University of Texas tie tack, and a woman in a low-end pant suit. "Special Agent Randall Meechum, Detective Carl Anders, this is Assistant State Attorney
