Page 261 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“Yes.”

Vance’s expression remained neutral. She looked between them.

“Interesting.”

Ronan’s jaw tightened.

“What is?”

“Nothing.”

Neither of them laughed. Vance closed her notebook.

“We’re going to increase patrols.”

Elliot frowned.

“Again?”

“Yes.”

“This person got onto the property despite patrol.”

“Before patrol began.”

True. Annoying.

“Cameras,”

Vance

continued.

“Every

exterior

angle. Tomorrow.”

Ronan nodded. Elliot didn’t. Vance looked at him.

“Problem?”

“No.”

“There’s that word.”

Elliot almost smiled. She had learned too.

“I’ll cooperate.”

“Good.”

A noise sounded downstairs. Rebecca.

“Elliot?”

He closed his eyes. Ronan whispered, “Have fun.” Elliot glared. His mother appeared in the doorway wearing a robe and slippers. She saw the police. Then the open blinds. Then both men.