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Steadier, she rolled her aching shoulders. “Do you ever think of yours? Your mother?”
He didn’t answer immediately, and the hesitation had her frowning at him. “I was going to say no,” he explained. “But that was knee-jerk. Yes, I suppose I do, occasionally. I wonder now and then what became of her.”
“And why she left you?”
“I know why she left me.” The steel was back in his voice, in his eyes. Cold steel. “I held no particular interest for her.”
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p; “I don’t know why mine left me. That’s the worst of it, I think. The not knowing why. The not remembering.” She hissed out a breath, annoyed with herself. “And that’s useless speculation.
“I guess I’ve got mothers on the brain. I need to talk to Carly about hers.”
She got to her feet, shoved back the fatigue. “I want to check on Stiles’s condition, interview him if he’s conscious. I’m going to have to go into Central, file my report. I have a meet with the commander first thing in the morning.”
He rose as well. Her face was pale, her eyes bruised. The nicks and scratches on her face stood out like badges of honor. “You need to sleep.”
“I’ll catch some at Central. Anyway, as things stand, it should be wrapped up in a few hours. I’ll take some personal time when it is.”
“When it is, let’s take a few days. You could use some sun.”
“I’ll think about it.” Because they were alone, she leaned forward to kiss him.
• • •
At oh seven ten, Eve stood in Whitney’s office. He had her written report on disc and hard copy, was listening to her oral follow-up.
“The doctor over Stiles estimates midday before he can be questioned. At this point, he’s sedated. His condition is stable. Officer Trueheart remains in serious condition. His lower extremities are not yet responding to stimuli, and he has not, at this point, regained full consciousness. I would like to recommend Officer Trueheart for a citation for his conduct. His quick actions and disregard for personal safety were directly responsible for the apprehension of the suspect. The injuries sustained by him during the operation were not due to any negligence on his part but on mine.”
“So you state in your written report. I disagree with your analysis.”
“Sir, Officer Trueheart displayed courage and clear thinking under difficult and dangerous circumstances.”
“I don’t doubt that, Lieutenant.” He leaned back. “You’re admirably controlled in both your written and oral reports. Are you considering discussing the problems with the operation personally with Captain Stuart? Because if you are, I will have to issue a direct order that you make no contact with Captain Stuart. She is, at this moment, being reprimanded by her superiors. You don’t think that’s enough?” he asked after a moment of thrumming silence.
“It’s not for me to say.”
“Admirably controlled,” he repeated. “She fucked it up. Through her disregard for your authority, your orders, the chain of command, and all reasonable common sense, she botched the entire situation, is responsible for dozens of civilian injuries, thousands in property damage, offered the suspect the opportunity to flee, and put one of my men in the hospital.”
He leaned forward, spoke through his teeth. “Do you think I am not pissed?”
“You are admirably controlled, sir.”
He let out a short blast of sound that might have been a laugh. “Did you advise Captain Stuart that you were in command, that you were on the scene, and had said scene under control, that all weapons were to be set to low stun and there was to be no discharging of same without extreme circumstance?”
“Yes, sir, I did.”
“Captain Stuart will be dealt with, I promise you. She’ll be lucky to work System Control when the internal investigation is complete. Be satisfied with that.”
“Trueheart’s twenty-two years old.” And it weighed on her, like a stone on the heart.
“I’m aware of that. I’m aware of how it feels to have a man go down under your hand. Suck it in, Lieutenant, and do the job. Sit down.”
When she obeyed, he set her written report aside. “When’s the last time you got any sleep?”
“I’m all right.”
“When we’re done here, you’ll take two hours. That’s an order. Anja Carvell,” he began. “Do you consider her an essential element in this case?”
