Chapter Twenty-One
Erik walked into his office, beignet in hand.
The problem with solving the case so quickly was that that meant he now had that many more reports to get finished, all piled up and ready for him.
Forensics and Digital Forensics, both at the 1-2-2 and the allied EZs in the Zone, were still working through the evidence, but most of the gangsters were ready for prison, and a huge cache of dangerous drugs had been taken off the street. He wanted to go home and sleep for a week, but that would just mean the reports would be there to ambush him when he returned.
The only thing Erik feared in the world was paperwork building up.
Jia stood behind her desk, rubbing her chin as she watched the feed of the murder in slow motion.
“Why are you watching that?” Erik took a bite of
