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“Mac updated me on the situation and that they have been fully briefed on what had happened at your prior precinct. That takes guts, Knight.” He gave a nod.
In his eyes, she saw the respect he had for her shine through. Hers grew scratchy for a moment.
What the hell?
Why was she getting so emotional?
“Yes, sir. We had the talk, and my team is behind me one hundred percent.”
“And this accident is related to Bravon Huff?”
Damn. He truly didn’t miss anything. The way the man had ears to the ground was mind-blowing. Jordan wasn’t going to lie to her superior. He probably already knew the answers before she had the chance to respond.
“I believe so, sir, but don’t worry. We are going to find him and make him pay,” she growled. This was a promise she would make. Bravon didn’t deserve to be walking around free. He and the rest of his goons would be arrested and sent away to prison where they belonged.
“This is a dangerous game you and the SWAT team have entered. Hell, I’ve told Mac this over the years. We need this gang taken care of. They are like roaches, they scatter when the lights come on and then come back once darkness returns. I want them gone for good. The mayor has been riding my ass something fierce.” Spook leaned forward and narrowed his gaze on her. He raised a hand and pointed a finger at her. “You’d better be at one hundred percent, Knight. Your team needs you. If I find out otherwise, I will personally escort you home myself.”
Jordan swallowed hard and nodded. “I’m feeling good, sir.”
Spook’s sharp eyes hadn’t left her yet. Jordan held her head high, not wanting to give him any reason to doubt what she’d said. After a brief moment, he gave a satisfied nod. He sat back and steepled his fingers. The move was meant to be a more relaxed Spook, but all it did was drive up Jordan’s anxiety. What the hell was the older man thinking? She hated that she couldn’t read his eyes.
“I have half a mind to put a protection detail on you, but we don’t have the manpower, and I know you would refuse it as well,” he muttered.
Jordan smirked. The captain knew her too well. She didn’t need a babysitter. Hell, she already had seven SWAT members breathing down her neck, her man, and his damn dog. She didn’t need anyone else joining the ‘babysit Jordan’ party.
“The community needs every officer on the streets, sir,” she said smoothly.
“Ain’t that the damn truth. We just don’t have enough officers to completely wipe the scum from our town,” he said.
Jordan agreed with him. If they had a few hundred more cops, they could completely get rid of crime and keep it away from the citizens of Columbia.
“Since your patrol car was totaled, we will be obtaining a new one for you. With budget cuts, it might be a while before you get a new one. In the meanwhile, you will be partnering up with another officer,” Spook announced.
Jordan had to fight to keep her shoulders from drooping. This certainly wasn’t news she wanted to hear. She didn’t want to be stuck with someone. She racked her brain with who she would be paired up with. She just prayed it wasn’t one of those rookies.
There were horror stories going around about some of the mistakes these new cops were making. These cops were comingout of the academy as know-it-alls. It would appear this new wave of them didn’t like to hear advice. If Jordan was assigned to a rookie, they would learn real fast who they need to listen to. She was never one to bite her tongue.
“Yes, sir,” she said.
Spook wasn’t one she was going to argue with about this assignment. She’d wait until she was in the locker room to voice her displeasure. She didn’t want to risk any chance he’d put her on desk duty. At least she was allowed back out on the streets.
She bent down and snagged her bag and tossed the strap over her shoulder, ready to make a fast escape before he changed his mind.
“Thank you, sir.” She spun on her heel and headed toward the door.
“The officer will find you, Knight,” Spook said.
Jordan froze at the door, resting her hand on the knob. She glanced at her boss over her shoulder and nodded. Whoever it was had better know their place. She didn’t have time for games.
Jordan exited the office and headed toward the locker rooms. It was time for her to put on her uniform.
“You good, Knight?”Micah asked.
Jordan slammed her locker shut and eyed the young cop. Micah had been on the force for about a year. She had ridden with Jordan a few times when she’d first joined the precinct until they were able to give her a longtime preceptor who thankfully wasn’t Jordan.
“Never better,” Jordan said stiffly.
Micah was a nice and all, but Jordan just didn’t want to be paired with her. She prayed this wasn’t who the captain had assigned her to. The girl would need to toughen up a bit in order to continue to be a successful policewoman. She was sweet enough to probably try to offer life advice to punks who she’d arrest or help them understand where they’d gone wrong in life.
