“I don’t know what you’ve got, buddy, but she never says that to me, and I’m her f*****g partner,” Dave groused. The monitor on the screen lit up his face as he returned to his work, scrolling through an endless list of his outstanding cases and stopping at a Break & Enter occurrence with a red exclamation mark beside it indicating that it required immediate action.
“This man saved my life more times than I can remember,” Julia replied, putting her oversized purse in the bottom drawer of the desk across from her partner’s before leaning back and running both of her hands through her long hair. “Good,” she said to no one in particular, picking a strand of hair from her black turtleneck and examining it. “It’s one of the grey ones. Not that they’re not all grey under this dye job. Okay, Mik
