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Cerulean Sins :: Гамильтон Лорел
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Zerbrowski lowered his voice even more, "It might have been good to know that before they busted in on Van Anders."
"I thought a minimum of one person from each squad went down to Quantico for the big preternatural class and lecture."
"They did."
I gave him a disgusted look. "I don't go around assuming that I know more about the monsters than the freaking FBI."
"Maybe you should," Zerbrowski said softly.
The way he said it took the heat out of my words. I couldn't really get angry with Elsworthy standing there blinking like an innocent come to slaughter.
"Is it hot in here?" Elsworthy asked.
Actually, it was, too many people in too small a space. "Detective Webster, take Elsworthy out into the hall for a breath of air, would you?"
Webster did what I asked, and Elsworthy went without a single complaint. It was as if he'd used up all his anger before I got there, and now all that was left was the shock and the horror of it all.
Zerbrowski and I stayed in our little corner. "What went wrong?" I asked.
"I've been yelled at by Elsworthy, but even better, Captain Parker. He's waiting at the hospital for me to get my ass down there and explain to him how the hell Van Anders was able to do what he did."
"What exactly did he do?"
Zerbrowski dug his ever-present notebook out of his jacket pocket. The notebook looked like it'd been rolled in the dirt, then stepped on. He ruffled through it until he got to the pages he wanted. "Van Anders cooperated completely when they came in. He seemed surprised and didn't know why anyone would want to arrest him. He was handcuffed, patted down, and the two tactical officers, Bates and Meyer, led him out into the hallway, while the rest of the squad reformed and made sure the rest of the apartment was clear." He glanced up at me. "Standard procedure."
"So when did it stop being standard?"
"Then it gets a little confused. Meyer never came back on the radio, at all. Bates started yelling, officer down, and something about, he's got claws. Elsworthy and another officer got out the door in time to see Van Anders clear enough that they both swear he had claws but was in full human form." Zerbrowski gave me a look. "Truthfully, I was ready to think Elsworthy, and…" He turned a page of his notebook, "Tucker, were seeing things."
I shook my head. "No, it's possible." I shook my head again and fought the urge to rub my temples. I had a headache starting.
Zerbrowski lowered his voice even more, "It might have been good to know that before they busted in on Van Anders."
"I thought a minimum of one person from each squad went down to Quantico for the big preternatural class and lecture."
"They did."
I gave him a disgusted look. "I don't go around assuming that I know more about the monsters than the freaking FBI."
"Maybe you should," Zerbrowski said softly.
The way he said it took the heat out of my words. I couldn't really get angry with Elsworthy standing there blinking like an innocent come to slaughter.
"Is it hot in here?" Elsworthy asked.
Actually, it was, too many people in too small a space. "Detective Webster, take Elsworthy out into the hall for a breath of air, would you?"
Webster did what I asked, and Elsworthy went without a single complaint. It was as if he'd used up all his anger before I got there, and now all that was left was the shock and the horror of it all.
Zerbrowski and I stayed in our little corner. "What went wrong?" I asked.
"I've been yelled at by Elsworthy, but even better, Captain Parker. He's waiting at the hospital for me to get my ass down there and explain to him how the hell Van Anders was able to do what he did."
"What exactly did he do?"
Zerbrowski dug his ever-present notebook out of his jacket pocket. The notebook looked like it'd been rolled in the dirt, then stepped on. He ruffled through it until he got to the pages he wanted. "Van Anders cooperated completely when they came in. He seemed surprised and didn't know why anyone would want to arrest him. He was handcuffed, patted down, and the two tactical officers, Bates and Meyer, led him out into the hallway, while the rest of the squad reformed and made sure the rest of the apartment was clear." He glanced up at me. "Standard procedure."
"So when did it stop being standard?"
"Then it gets a little confused. Meyer never came back on the radio, at all. Bates started yelling, officer down, and something about, he's got claws. Elsworthy and another officer got out the door in time to see Van Anders clear enough that they both swear he had claws but was in full human form." Zerbrowski gave me a look. "Truthfully, I was ready to think Elsworthy, and…" He turned a page of his notebook, "Tucker, were seeing things."
I shook my head. "No, it's possible." I shook my head again and fought the urge to rub my temples. I had a headache starting.