Don't Look Back
"I'm not watching this with you."
Detective Donata Casale tossed the DVD case on the table in the 10th precinct's media room and glared at her so-called partner.
"Fine." Mick Juarez dumped a steady stream of sugar into his coffee and shrugged with the blasé confidence of a man who didn't have anything to prove. "Don't do your job. It's no skin off my nose."
The scent of java mixed with the stale stench of sweat and crime and cheap aftershave that permeated the building most days.
"Do you ever disagree with anyone about anything?" Donata resented Mick for his refusal to get riled up over stuff when life seemed hell-bent on pissing her off at every turn. "Doesn't it irritate you to know I got stuck with the porno case just because I'm new on the force and a woman?"
She picked up the DVD sleeve again and wondered why her lieutenant thought it would be a good idea to give the sex footage to her and Mick to watch when they were one of the few mixed-gender detective partnerships in the precinct's detective squad. Thankfully, at least Mick had sworn off women after his ex-wife did a number on him a few years back, so Donata never had to worry abo ... read full excerpt from: Don't Look Back ebook
