Chapter 48

INT. - PHILO'S BAR AND GRILLE - EVENING

Ray sipped her wine as Gerri finished her story. Kinsey stared, blue eyes huge behind her glasses, but Ray just shook her head.

"You're mad," she said, unable to suppress her grin as her red haired friend finished her first beer, knuckles still pink from their adventure with Jackson's face. Ray knew she shouldn't encourage Gerri. She'd hit the man. Her partner. Surely she could get in trouble for that?

Not, it appeared, that Gerri really cared.

"I wasn't, actually." The detective clinked glasses with Kinsey who grinned in return before offering her empty bottle to Ray. She rolled her eyes with a breathy laugh and toasted her insane friend.

"Just, be careful, would you?" Ray swirled the dark red liquid in her glass, a mix of worry and pride doing the same motion inside her. "I don't trust him. Or his motives."