Chapter 15
She was sitting, or rather parked, beside Walker’s desk once again. Kruso was sitting in her chair, so Kate had to turn her head to see the friendly cop as she sifted through a file or report or whatever it was. She glanced to Kate and then over to Walker, who was talking now with Medina and Weber.
“He’s got a thing for you,” Kruso said.
Kate wanted to roll her eyes at the detective, who said it teasingly, or so it sounded. “He just thinks he does, but he’s also panicked, thinking he’s just dug himself into something where he’s given away all his freedom. I mean, seriously, it was as if he was pulling at his collar and couldn’t breathe.”
Kruso snorted. “He’s got issues with letting anyone get close, but he’s also not about to let you get hurt. He’s put himself between you an
