#zerbrowski

I took the face shield off again, and looked at him. “You don’t trust Larry in a fight either, do you?” “Let’s just say that no vampire is ever going to faint from fear of him.” “Diplomatic,” I said.

“Should I be flattered by the company?” “He’s six foot eight, you’re five foot three—he’s an ex– college football player and power lifter who stays in shape. You’re a girl. Yeah, you should be flattered.” I thought about it for a moment, and then said, “Okay.” “Why do I feel like I should apologize? Like when Katie gets that silence, that girl silence?” “Don’t know; why should you apologize for the truth?” “I don’t know, but you’ve got that same tone that Katie gets, so I know I’m in the doghouse for it anyway.” “You can’t compare me to Dolph and then compare me to your wife, Zerbrowski?” “You’re my partner, and you’re a woman; actually that’s about right.” I thought about it for another minute, and then said, “Okay.” “Now that’s an okay that really means okay, not that okay that women use when it means 'everything but okay'.”

“There’s something in your voice, Zerbrowski. What is it?” He laughed, and it was suddenly him again, but his next words weren’t. “Just thinking I hope you never end up on the wrong end of the law.” “Are you implying that I’d be treated as less than human?” I asked, and I was both angry and hurt. “No, and you’re a good cop.” “Thanks, but I hear a but in there somewhere.” “But, you react like a bad guy when you’re cornered. I just don’t want to see what would happen if you felt you were out of choices.”