“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.”
“Patience, patience, all in good time I assure you. But for now, try breathing through your nose otherwise you might burn your vocal cords.”
The woman’s voice was soft but confident, instantly telling him what kind of woman it was. He smiled and lowered his book to at least get a look in before rejecting her.
As a child he’d always read stories about the cops that broke rules to get the job done but, in his experience, he’d only found people who broke the rules to get the job not done…