He huffs at my dramatic declaration, but fuck anyone who thinks they’re going to stop me. We both know that bum knee of his can’t handle such a steep decline, so that rules him out. “We have procedures that need to be followed, Calloway. Protocols. You’re here because of me, which means it’s my ass on the line if you go in there all gung-ho and compromise a possible crime scene.” He gives me that look,
