out. The doorman looked at them with a giant grin as they exited the place.
“Have a good night,” he said.
“Night,” Jane breathed. They walked out and back to where the cars were, and when they got there , Jane let the man have it.
“What the fuck were you thinking , Franklin? You’re not supposed to fuck the people we’re supposed to interrogate. Jesus Christ!” Jane started. She was seething, and Jane didn’t know if it was out of some weird and hidden jealousy or if she was mad that this rookie made her look like a fucking idiot. Either way, she was fuming, but Franklin looked at her with wide eyes.
“Sorry. I got distracted and carried away. I thought it might work to get her to talk to us a bit more,” he replied.
“It didn’t . You fucked up, and if you do that again, I’ll let Thomas know and I’ll make sure you never get that damn promotion. You got that?” Jane said.
“Sure. I’ll listen to that. But I do have to say you’re acting like you got a bad case of the jealousy bug. I know what I did was pretty stupid, but you’re definitely taking it out of proportion. I was just going to ask her about her job. No need to get feisty,” Franklin said.
Jane flushed at the comment the man made. Was she making this seem worse than it was? She really didn’t think so, but according to him, it was borderline crazy talk. Jane didn’t know what to do but she couldn’t help the fact that she was angry. She felt like he messed up and looked extremely unprofessional, and Jane could tell that was the reason she was angry and nothing else.
“No I thought it looked extremely unprofessional that I had to barge in to get the ball rolling in there,” she replied.
“You didn’t have to, you barged in there. I was in the process of talking to her about it so you didn’t have to come in. You just decided to on your own volition. Maybe you should think about the other possibilities as well. You may not think it’s jealousy, but to me it is, and it might be unbeknownst to you too. Think about that for a second, honey, before you go off on me,” Franklin replied.
Jane wanted to beat the crap out of him for how rude he was. He was very annoying and she felt like she was working with a teenage boy instead of a man who was about her age. However, there was no use in arguing with him and Jane wasn’t going to waste time she could be sleeping fighting with the idiot.
“Whatever , I’m heading home. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow in the café or something. We can meet there and talk about what to do next. I just don’t want to see you right now,” Jane replied.
“Fine. See you then,” Franklin cooed. Jane didn’t say anything else and got into her car. She would solve the case herself if she had to in order to prevent this idiot from ruining everything. Honestly, this wasn’t why she wanted a partner. She would get some guy that was too busy thinking with his dick instead of his brain.
Jane started the car and was on her way home when the phone rang. Jane r olled her eyes and hoped it wasn’t Franklin trying to talk to her. When she grabbed her phone, she looked at the caller ID and realized it was the station. Jane pulled over to the side and picked up the phone.
“It’s late, I’m not coming in to turn in the report,” Jane said.
“You don’t have to do that right now. Get over to the club again, there’s been another killing!”
Chapter Four
Jane thought Thomas was joking at this point. There was no way that someone could have died within minutes of them leaving the area. Jane immediately froze as she heard the words, thinking about what to say next
“Did you hear me Jane? Get the hell over there!” Thomas bellowed into the phone.
“But how…. all of the suspects from tonight were there and we would’ve seen them if they did commit the crime. You’re kidding,” Jane replied.
“Turn on