“We will catch him.” It was a promise from his lips, and I felt his determination flowing through me like it was my own. We would catch this killer; there was no room for doubt in my mind.
Once parked, we walked past the yellow police line and rode the elevator up to the scene.
“I’m surprised no one has asked to see anything from you.” I voiced my thought aloud, genuinely curious if he had done some magic so no one would question him. I had already planned to tell Chief he was with me, and he wouldn’t question it.
Asher just looked at me with his cool swagger, his leather jacket making him look every bit the rebel he claimed to be.
“When you walk like you belong, no one questions it. All about confidence.” He winked, and I shook my head. He was right, of course, but I wasn’t going to let him know that I agreed with him. He wore confidence well, that was for sure.
“You going to be okay seeing this?” I saw him looking at me in the mirrors that surrounded the elevator walls. He was concerned for my state of mind, and while thoughtful, I could handle it.
“If I let this become too personal, I’ll be taken off the case for conflict of interest. I have to keep it professional and do my job.” Hopefully it would be easily done and not just easily said.
