Kapitel 149: Chapter 149

INT. - 9th PRECINCT - AFTERNOON

Gerri was just grateful they made it to the station in one piece. Jordan didn't fight her, not even when she slapped on the cuffs. She shouldn't have been surprised but still chuffed her irritation when Kinsey pulled up beside her in her shiny little convertible. Gerri slammed the back door of the marked unit she'd borrowed from the desk officer's stable, crankiness emanating from her in waves.

But, when she caught sight of the grim expression on Kinsey's face-aimed at Jordan-Gerri actually felt her tension easing. Maybe she was getting it after all. And, if this whole mess was a life lesson for her, Gerri would tolerate it. Right before she kicked Jordan Michaels out into the desert and left him to die.

They'd see if he could come back from dehydration and exposure.

"Gerri." Kinsey tucked in close, voice down, while Jordan watched with a little boy expression on his face. "You can't book him."