“Why?”
“Mostly to see just how much of my savings account will be hit.”
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you tried to steal a beloved statue.”
“I wasn’t stealing, I was borrowing.”
“Save it for the judge.” She didn’t look away from her screen.
I slumped in the chair, the cuffs cutting into my wrists. “Do you think we could lose these?” I rattled each wrist.
“Nope.”
“As if I’m a flight risk.”
“Oh, you wouldn’t make it out of the door.”
My dick gave a little nudge of reaction. Inconvenient that the cop who arrested me was the first woman to interest me in months. “And how would you do that?”
“I have my ways.”
I kicked out my legs and crossed them at the ankle. My feet were still soaked and I was pretty sure I had a blister. “I heard you moved out west.”
More silence.
“Windy city maybe?”
More clicking, no talking.
“Were you a cop out that way too? Or did you just take over for Pope because no one else would take the job?”
She peered around her screen. “Do you know what, ‘you have the right to remain silent’ means?”
I shrugged. “I’m a chatty guy. I’m also bored and you’re hot.”
She rolled her eyes and resumed typing.
“You went to school with my brother, didn’t you? Gus?” When she still didn’t reply, I sighed. “I’m a Gemini rising, I can talk to myself and be quite happy.”
Tap-tap-tap.
“Fine. I’ve been to the west coast. I was in Vancouver working on this crazy job. The air in Van is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. And the views. Incredible!” She was still typing away which didn’t deter me. “Anyway, this tech billionaire wanted a vacation home on Vancouver Island which meant getting our supplies out there was an absolute bitch and he wanted it done before spring. Worked out since it’s reasonably temperate there. Not to mention it gave me a job in the off season.”
She sat up straighter in her chair, trying to ignore me.
“You haven’t hiked until you’ve done it around there. I even saw a Black Bear. Holy shit, that was crazy. When I got back to the trailers, my ass on fire, the guys told me there’s over seven thousand of them on the island. Since they were coming out of hibernation they came out with a bunch of cubs. You haven’t lived until you wake up watching two cubs toddle after a big mama bear while you’re drinking the first coffee of the day.”
“You’re lying.”
I grinned.Gotcha. “Nope.”
“We don’t have bears in Kansas City.”
“Missouri or Kansas?”
She huffed out an annoyed breath. “Missouri.”
“I worked out that way once. They have a lot of fountains.”
