Harmony shrugged. “I’ve met women like her before. She sees women in positions of authority and want to tear them down. It’s ridiculous. I couldn’t see doing it to someone else, but I don’t measure my life by other people. I bet she looks at other women as competition in every aspect of her life.”
Pilar nodded in agreement.
“And they see men as ways to get out of trouble.”
Harmony couldn’t argue with the other woman’s words. “She certainly treated our partners much better than she treated us.”
“I’m betting that she thinks her face is going to get her out of trouble.”
“Pretty is one thing,” Crois shook his head, “but I’m betting she’s counting on her tits to get her out of problems.”
Harmony stared at him, wide-eyed. “Really?”
He held up his hands. “It’s not going to work.”
“Because you have a body cam?” Harmony like she might want to kick him in the shin.
“No,” he sighed softly and started to reach out toward her but lowered his hand before he could touch her. “Because I have taste.”
She saw him raise an eyebrow at her and she knew that he was talking about her.
“Well, Officer St. Cyr, I guess you’re coming with us in the rig.” She started to take a step toward the cab and stopped short. When she turned her head to look him in the eye, she was smiling. “Are you riding in the back with Vega?”
Crois shuddered and she smiled at the unconscious gesture. “If you make me ride in the back with her, Harm. I might not survive the trip.” He lifted his hands and prayed fervently before her. “I don’t want her to steal my soul.”
Harmony rolled her eyes. “Afraid of a woman?”
Crois put a hand over his heart and looked into her eyes. “Of her? Absolutely.”
She gestured to the other side of the ambo. “Go ahead and get in. When we get to Cole, I’ll see if they’ll give her a banana bag to help sober her up.”
“After,” Crois put emphasis into the word, “her evidentiary blood draw.”
“Let’s hope the judge puts through the electronic search warrant soon.”
“Check your files!” Pilar called out to them and a moment later Crois’ cell chimed.
Crois gave his partner a thumbs up. “Thanks.”
Harmony got into the driver’s seat on Ambo Nineteen just as Crois got into the passenger’s seat in the cab.
It felt strangely right to have him riding up front with her.
Was this really happening, she wondered?
If it was, she could really, really get used to it.
NINE
CROIS
He’d never thoughtthat he’d be in the situation where he was having to fend off an amorous suspect in a DUI.
The size of the room that they had to put her in at Cole Medical was tight enough that he couldn’t help but be close enough to suffer through her murmured comments and the clang of her handcuffs against the metal railing of the bed as she reached for him.
Harmony had left moments after they’d arrived at the Emergency Room and he was still waiting for Pilar to join him. There had only been one tow truck available at first and she was still on scene waiting for the other tow truck to arrive. Where the first car was being towed to a garage for repair, the second car that belonged to thelovelywoman that was handcuffed beside him was being impounded.
There was going to be damage that she’d need to fix later, but she’d have to get her car out of impound first. Pilar had been unable to find insurance associated with the vehicle and theregistration was out of date. Until those things were fixed, her car would be kept in the impound lot.
