Grace's shift started with a potential suicide victim who moved the gun at the last second and only managed to shoot off his ear. Cleanly.
While her partner stemmed the bleeding, she and a cop searched for the missing body part.
“What are the chances that this guy's ear would blow out the window?" Officer Henry said.
“If he'd had screens we wouldn't be doing this."
“Dumpster diving on a Spring day."
Grace didn't chuckle, her mind ruminating on Jared's attitude “You know a Lance Antonio?"
“Yeah. Used to be my partner. Why? He giving you trouble?"
“Why would you think that?"
“He does that. Latches onto a woman and doesn't let go. He has at least one restraining order out against him."
“So I'd heard. You know Zach Holton?"
The officer moved around some rotting garbage. To Grace's re
