“You screwed up everything, Detective, you know that? I wish Pochenko had finished the job on you.” Nikki’s eyes fluttered and a weight sank in her gut. “You did that?” said Rook. “Let it go, Rook,” said Nikki, struggling to let go of it herself. Behind her she heard F-bombs muttered by Raley and Ochoa. “You sent that animal to her apartment?” Rook’s nostrils flared. “You sent him to her home?” His chest expanded with each breath as his outrage grew more heated. “You son of a…bitch.” He spun his body away from the pistol, hurling himself. A loud gunshot echoed in the hall as Rook dropped hard
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