If there’s one type of man I can’t stand in this world, it’s liars.
If there’s two types, it’s liars and abusers.
Detective Patterson is both.
I know he can see my smile harden. “Sounds like you need the Narcotics division. I can’t help you.” I give him one final nodand turn to leave.
This interview is over.
And I need to walk away before I beat a police officer to death.
“She’s only five, Mr. Zakrevsky. She’s my whole world. I’ll do anything to get her back.”
What strikes me as interesting is how, now that I’m not looking right at him, the bullshit smells even stronger. He says all theright things, but there’s something about the way he says them that just doesn’t convince me he’s in this for Willow.
I’d place a good wager that he’s planning to use Willow as leverage. The f*****g
