Infected: Freefall
“At least Butler—or, as he was known around the station, “Butthead”—came with a rookie named Salazar who didn’t know him and treated him just like any other guy who’d gotten his house burgled. Butler kept prowling around, like he was looking for something incriminating. Was he hoping to see some gay porn just lying around, or maybe a collection of dildos? If Roan had known he was coming over, he would have bought one and slapped his picture on it.
There were some surprise visitors, though: Gordo and Seb. They wandered in, and Butler—who had been in charge of the scene before their arrival—got instantly tense. “Something I can help you with?” he asked, respectful but still slightly arch.
Gordo gave him a bored look, which was worth a thousand hateful stares. He was now the senior man on the scene and he knew it, just as he knew Butler resented it. That was one of the things Roan really didn’t miss about being a cop: all the bullshit protocol.
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