Chapter 6
family is family
not seeing is a flower
Despite his rude manner, Detective Pearce seemed to have followed through. Jonah shouldered his way through the doors not two minutes later looking harassed.
“Nikta,” he said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his grey police uniform. “What are you doing here?”
“What, can’t a girl say hello?” I said lightly, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. “I had business here. New route, a package for Detective Pearce.”
His face, so much like mine, a bit broader across the cheeks, a bit lighter in the eye, turned sour. “Yeah, you managed to piss him off somehow. If you’ve spoiled my shot at making detective, I’ll-”
“Never speak to me again? You’re doing pretty well on that already. Relax, little brother, I didn’t tell him who I was.”
Jon
