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“Now it’s on the floor next to the futon,” he amended.
I gave up trying to be quiet and went to pick it up, since it had started buzzing for a third time.
“Thefuckis so goddamn important?” I demanded of it.
“Good morning, sunshine.”
“Fuck you, Doc.What?”
“Put on your crime scene pants, Hart,” the orc’s only slightly amused voice told me.
“My—What?” I was waking up now, enough to look at my watch and discover that it was only seven in the fucking morning.
“We have another disappearing bullet case.”
I was fucking awake now.
“You remember I’m not homicide anymore, right? I work for you?”
“Damn right you work for me,” Doc agreed. “And I’m calling you to get your pretty white ass out to this crime scene because you know more about these cases than anyone.”
“Except your underfed husband,” I pointed out, deciding that my jeans were probably not even remotely clean enough to wear. I grabbed my duffel and pulled out a different pair, phone tucked against my shoulder.
“I resent that. I feed him plenty.”
“He weighs like a hundred pounds,” I countered.
“A hundred and thirty-seven.”
“But who the fuck is counting?”
“I am. He’s up two from last month.”
“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, vowing to myself to not make any disparaging comments about Ward within Doc’s hearing ever.
“You started it, Hart.”
“And you have definitively ended it,” I told him. “Now where the fuck am I going?” I sat on the bed to pull on clean socks, then tried to find the second sock I’d been wearing yesterday to put them in my bag.
A tap on my shoulder caught my attention, and I turned to see Taavi pointing at my sock, which had somehow ended up on the floor at the foot of the bed. I didn’t even remember takingoffmy socks.
“I’ll text you the address,” came the response.
“The RPD is going to have fucking kittens, you know that, right?” I asked Doc.
“Maza knows we called you and is pretending to object,” Doc replied.
That was interesting. Dan knew I hated the fact that Ordo cases were getting dropped, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it. I guess he’d reached the point where maybe he wasn’t willing to break the rules, but he knew I absolutely would.
I wondered if it had been Dan’s idea to call me.
“Good for him,” I said to Doc. “I’ll be there ASAP.”
“Don’t get arrested on the way,” came the reply. “This guy’s not getting any deader.”
I snorted. “I promise I’ll follow the traffic laws,” I told him.
“See you soon, Hart.”
