Chapter Seven
A couple of hours later, Erik and Jia sat in their office, eyes searching the air in front of them.
Both were finishing some of the lingering reports required for recent cases and incidents, including the jewelry store robbery. Holographic data windows surrounded them, and other than a few quiet murmurs, neither had said anything for several minutes.
Erik glanced up when Jia’s hand waved in a circle, closing the windows floating around her. “You finished already?” He looked at the reports around him that still needed attention. “I need you to teach me your tricks. I’ve done my share of boring reports over the last few decades, but these cop reports are boring at a whole new level than I’m used to.”
Jia shook her head. “We didn’t talk about him. That doesn’t seem right.”
