He watched them walk out of McNally's, anger seething through him. Tonight, instead of sitting in a corner, he'd accepted an invitation to join a few of the firemen he knew casually. He wanted to be closer to her and that jackass cop she seemed to be so hung up on. He wondered how she'd feel if someone ran over the man, or better yet, burned his house down. Of course, that wouldn't work since he lived in an apartment, but the idea was intriguing.
The talk everywhere was of the fires, the confirmation that they were the work of an arsonist and that whoever it was, wasn't finished. Damn straight, he wanted to shout. How about telling everyone how smart I am? How clever.
Did Kristi think he was smart? Did she admire his ingenuity? He wished he could ask her. But, right now, it had to be eno
