Ben paced up and down his office repeating the words to himself out loud while contemplating the nature of a novel.
“What good is a detective who can’t even solve a simple Sudoku?”
“It’s creepy is all I’m saying. You just sit here alone, watch the show and then sneak off back home.”
“Lots of people do that, it’s normal and shhh.”
They hadn’t been having problems exactly, but things had settled down a lot from when they first met. They had their routine and it was nice, but not exciting.
It was 7 am when his alarm started screaming, telling him he’d lain awake all night.
“You say that like it’s not what I’m trying to do, but it’s cold, raining, my cigarettes are wet and I swear to god I’ve seen three cop cars drive past.”