They needed to get this on the road so they could get away from this place. Here was theLASTplace he wanted to be.
It was too close to the people who spawned him.
“We had to move the snow from their faces,” Ethan offered. “We gloved up, and we used a brush from an ice scraper,” he said, pointing to the tool on the ground. Beside it was the used gloves, turned inside out.
The ME bagged them and signed off on them.
“Well, at least you had the common sense to preserve the scene. That’s shocking.”
Gene was curious.
And getting angsty.
“Is he always a bag of rotten dicks, or did we wake him from his bitchy snooze?” he asked. “Because I’m about to match his energy, and he’s not going to like it.”
Hell.
He was on desk duty.
What was Gabe going to bust him down to?
Mop cleaner?
Dannie laughed and covered it with a cough, but it wasn’t like the man was wrong.
Their ME was a special kind of cranky most of the time. To know him was to accept that and not take it personally.
Before anyone could ask any questions, which would have just made him crankier, the ME went there.
“I’ll have the bodies ID’d and ready to go by morning. Meet me in my morgue then. Until morning, we have nothing to talk about. Let me do my job so I can get back to my‘bitchy nap’.”
Well, they were getting nowhere now.
God.
This was why Gene and Ethan preferred using an FBI team over the local law. They were always a questionable bunch. Sometimes, you got lucky, and sometimes, you didn’t.
“Come on, guys,” Dannie offered, leading them away. “How about we go get a coffee, and talk where it’s warm? I’m sure the Indians want us off their land.”
Ethan was about to correct them, but he didn’t get a chance to do it. Honestly, he didn’t know why he wanted to after what just went down.
Maybe it was just automatic.
“Natives,” Gene said. “Indians are from India.”
The man looked confused.
“I’ve heard them call each other Indians. Are you sure?” he asked. “We do live right next to a reservation and are familiar with a lot of them.”
Well, la-dee-dah.
Gene was sleeping with one.
That beat this cop’s hand of low card when he was doing the sexy bed bounce with the Ace himself.
So, yeah.
Gene was damn sure.
