She stopped him.
“Don’t ask. Trust me when I say you don’t want to know,” she admitted. “I don’t want to know, and I have no choice in the matter.”
Then, she pointed, so they could get this done. They were burning daylight.
“Detectives, walk me through this.”
Mac sighed.
“We will, and then, we’ll get out of your hair. We told the captain we’d be back in after you were done getting the scene handed over to you.”
She stopped walking.
“Pardon?” she asked.
Tora was confused.
“We’re tagging you in, and like Mac said, we’re getting out of your hair. The captain said not to annoy you, get in your way, or to ask to help no matter what.”
Oh, well, she had a surprise for them.
Elizabeth could do whatever she wanted. That was the beauty of taking over a scene. She could commandeer living people to help if they wore a badge.
“I’m going to have you both help. You found them, you get to see how it gets resolved.”
They stared at each other.
Then, back at her.
“Really?” Tora asked. “We’re not getting booted off this case?”
She shook her head.
That was all it took.
Tora grinned and jumped up, wrapping her legs around Elizabeth’s waist this time.
“If you kiss me, we’re married in Utah,” Elizabeth said. “Let that be your warning. I’m a freak in bed.”
That amused her, and the men around her.
“She’s not lying,” Gene said. “I’ve seen some shit.”
Tora laughed.
“Oh, my God! This is the best day of my whole life, minus the one when a gay man turned me down for a lap dance!” she said.
Gene laughed.
Oh, and for a few reasons.
Security didn’t know what to do with this, and Elizabeth wasn’t kicking anyone’s ass. It was funny to see a grown ass woman plastered to the front of Elizabeth Blackhawk as Ivan just gawked in horror.
Gene was to the point.
“For the record, you were a child. That’s just gross, and all the men who paid you for them should be shot. I stand on that.”
Ethan agreed.
