“Shit,” I said when I’d finished reading the first message.
“Problems?” Mike said.
“Not really, but life just got a little more complicated.”
“Explain.”
“Another dead drag queen, this time in St. Petersburg.”
“I see,” he said. “I think.”
“Having to deal with an investigation that now involves four different departments in four different jurisdictions makes things a lot more complicated.”
“Oh.”
“Oh, indeed.”
“Handle it, babe. I’ve no doubt that you can.”