“Being a city cop has its own unique set of challenges,” Anna countered. “If they dropped me head-first into your job, I would screw up too.”
A small smile appeared on the other woman"s face, and then she laughed quietly. “Maybe we"re more alike than I thought.”
“Maybe.”
Anna hopped off the desk, looking up at the ceiling and shaking her head. “Now, if I could just move past my own paranoia,” she muttered. “You ever get this feeling like you"re waiting for the other shoe to drop.”
“The other shoe to…”
“It"s an Earth expression,” Anna clarified. “It means you"re expecting something to go wrong even though everything seems fine.”
Bevi spun to face her with arms crossed, a grimace betraying the woman"s distaste for the subject. “I"ve always found that such feelings are my detective sens
