He snaps his fingers in exaggerated disappointment. “Dammit, I went with blue.”
We share a chuckle. Pavel makes a perfect second-in-command for me not only because he gets every job done three timesover, but also because he’s got a wry sense of humor that comes in handy when I’d least expect it. For instance, when I’m aboutto go and do something stupid, like wake up Clara Everett and carry her into my bed.
Fuck. She’s back. Dammit.
“And while our guy was in, I had him dig up dirt on that cop. Patterson.”
That catches my attention. “Anything good?”
Pavel’s eyebrows nearly reach his hairline. “Dude definitely has friends in high places; otherwise, he would have been firedyears ago. Every case he’s ever caught has a perfect arrest record, but over half of them have fo
