Chapter 35The next day, Det. Britto walked into the room. “That fire was just too, too coincidental. You, my dear, did a very foolish thing.”
Abi flashed a warning glance that told him she would do the same thing over again if need be. Her bandaged hands rested on pillows. A cardiac machine monitored her vital signs. She had not been sent to the Intensive Care Unit and that was a relief.
“She'd give her life for her daughter.” Joe sat beside her on the edge of the bed, a few Band-Aids on his hands and wrists as well.
“Foolish, that's all I've got to say.”
Joe almost laughed. “No, I was the foolish one. I forgot my pants.”
Det. Britto laughed heartily. “With all that water and what little you had on stuck to your skin, your neighbors must have considered you the encore.”
Joe chuckled.
