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brother. I lived with his family as a foster child. Kirk didn't appreciate the loss of his status in the Rousseau householdthe one and only son. We never cared much for each other. Over the years our relationship hasn't improved." |
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"That explains a lot. What happened to your parents?" |
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The waiter arrived with their salads at that moment, and D.J. didn't seem to notice the way Chris's breathing increased in tempo. By the time the waiter left he had himself under control once more. |
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"Enough about me," he said. "Answer another question: Why did you decide to become a police officer?" |
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D.J. took her time answering. Chris had the feeling she was as reluctant to answer this question as he'd been to discuss his parents. Finally, after chewing and swallowing several bites of a tomato, D.J. spoke. "My father was a cop. Lou's partner, in fact." |
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"Ah-ha. Is this one of those family tradition things? No Halloran son so, in this day of women's equality, the daughter was elected to follow in her father's footsteps?" |
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"Not quite? You have to do better than that, D.J." |
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Her eyes flashed emerald fire as she placed her fork next to her plate. Despite the deliberation of her movements, the suppressed anger was evident. "I had to take this assignment, McCall, or lose two weeks' pay. That's the only reason I'm here. But I did not agree to discuss my personal life. I don't. Not with anyone. Do you understand?" |
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