In the investigation room, Roland froze on the chair, eyes narrowing on the officer who was now leaving.
Evidence. What the hell is he talking about? What evidence does Zoey have on him?
Roland clenched his fists and turned again to Holland.
“What's the matter? Scared?” Detective Holland asked, pinning his gaze on him. “You wanted our captain. Now you'll have her and get to see firsthand what she's capable of.”
Roland didn't reply to him a word at first. Then he hardened. “I'm not scared. I'm far from it.”
His eyebrows locked together.
“I'm just curious to see your so-called Captain's dubious talents,” his voice dipped, and then he sat upright. “And when I break her. I will make sure everyone sees her for what she is. A liar. A cheat, and an ingrate.”
The crimson on Detective Hollan
