He knew an asshole when he saw one.
“Nope. I want them. They know the scene, and it’ll be good for them to learn. Unless you need Detective Quinley around to make the coffee for the men and yourself.”
That’s when she saw it.
Oh, there it was.
Here came the chauvinistic bullshittery that fueled her. It was time to have fun.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
She glanced over.
“Ethan?”
He went there.
“The male detective was closer to the coffee pot, but your instinct was to have the woman do it. You made sure not to tell them to pull up a chair, instead, making them stand like they were part of the furniture, and not people. Your disdain for the male detective was clear when he was making the coffee to have his partner’s back. You don’t like him because he didn’t fall in line with your chauvinism.”
The captain said nothing.
But Elizabeth knew Ethan had nailed it.
“I like the underdog,” Elizabeth said. “I want them. She will work best with me, simply because I’m accustomed to the man trying to keep me down. As you can see, I reached the top, and if for one second, you think it was by blowing men, I’d like to point out that isn’t my style. I’m more of a steamroller kind of a girl.”
The man cleared his throat.
Only, she cut him off.
“What’s the name of the council member I need to speak to?” she asked, not letting him say shit.
As far as she was concerned, this man could kick rocks right off the side of a cliff.
While wearing an anvil around his neck.
Honestly, at this point in her life, she didn’t have the time or inclination to deal with someone’s bullshit.
She wanted this case, and that was the bottom line.
Period.
“His name is Trenton Balkin.”
She looked at her smart watch. Well, it looked as if she was making a stop there.
Or better yet, she’d send Corbin and Alex.
Both men could handle that while she was visiting the owner of the rundown building.
“Thank you. Oh, and Captain, can you make sure that Trenton knows we’re heading that way? Give him a call, and tell him to be ready for a visit from someone on my team.”
He said nothing, but he wanted to.
Oh, someone was controlled, patient, and she bet--calculating.
That was for damn sure.
“I’d appreciate it.”
