His forehead crinkles in annoyance and he shakes his head at her but doesn't appear put off by the comment. "Katy Kadish, fancy meeting you here. The first crime to happen in Pelican Bay in the last two months and somehow you're involved. Who would have thought?"
"I'm here for my friend, Tabs." She points at me with her thumb.
"Were you involved in any way?" he asks, his words laced with skepticism.
"No."
"Have you given a statement to the responding officer?"
"Yeah, I told him what happened. We didn't see anything besides her trashed kitchen." Katy opens her door and steps out of the car, but I'm not ready to leave the small wind break I have in the vehicle.
"Have Officer Peters take you home. I'll call you if you need to go to the station and fill out a formal statement."
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