“I could be more careful, maybe go into forensics. I don’t plan on being a street cop all my life.”
“Please.” Karen put her hand up to stop her. “If I thought you could do that, I’d jump at the chance.” She shook her head “I’ve known you too long…and too well. There’s a lot of anger inside you. It’s who you are. It eats at you when you sit behind a desk. One of these days it’s going to erupt and swallow you. I can’t be around when that happens.”
Cam wiped her hand across her mouth, as if she could reach inside and find the right word to make this all go away.
“I’m sorry, Cameron. Please don’t make this harder than it already is. I’ll expect you out by next Thursday.”
With that Karen got up and walked out of the apartment.
* * * *
Maggie’s question interrupted Cam’s reflection. “So what happened?”