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Finally, Adrianos looks toward my laptop. "Have you found something?"

I laugh without humor. "You don't get to do that."

"Do what?"

"Walk in here and skip straight to the investigation because it's easier than talking about Karras."

"I'm not avoiding Karras."

"You shot him."

"I'm aware."

"He was alive, Adrianos. He was talking."

"He had given us everything he knew."

"You believed he'd given us everything."

"Yes."

"And therefore that became fact?"

His jaw shifts. "No."

That stops me.

I cross my arms. "Do you regret killing him?"

"No."

At least he doesn't hesitate.

The honesty hurts more than an apology I wouldn't believe.

"If I had the same information," he says, "and had to make the decision again, I would probably make the same one."

I look away.

"I appreciate the honesty."

"You don't sound appreciative."

"I also hate the answer."

"I know."

I turn back to him. "Do you know what actually made me leave?"

"Karras."

"No. You."

Something changes in his face.

"I know you kill people. I'm not going to stand here pretending I suddenly discovered that after climbing into your bed. The problem is that I thought we were doing this together."

"We are."