He never saw Gus look so angry in his life. "What did Spencer do now Guster?" he asked.
Gus only gazes to him coldly as he walks over. He slams his hands down hard on the detectives desk.
"Shawn makes me angry at times Lassie. He makes me so mad I want to kill him" he says.
"Yeah, I feel your pain Guster" Lassiter says.
Gus lets out a low chuckle but it sounds inhuman and mean. "No, I don't think you do Lassiter" he says.
He then goes lower and into the detectives face. "Because while Shawn does annoy me and make me mad he's still my best friend. A friend I really care about and as that I would never wish harm to him" he says.
"What's your point Guster?" Carlton asks refusing to let Shawn's annoying friend intimidate him.
"My point is congratulations Carlton Lassiter" Gus answers and stands up straight.
Juliet is now beyond curious and moves to Gus. "Gus?" she says his name with worry and Gus looks to her. His features soften a little.
"It was really nice working with you Juliet. Least you were nice to us" he says and her face is filled with dread.
"What's going on Gus? What happened to Shawn?" she asked.
Gus gives her a sad smile. "You heard me congratulate detective dipstick right?" he asks and she gives a small nod.
"Well my reason for that is because Lassiter did it. He told Shawn yesterday he could care less if Shawn walked off and got himself hit by a car. Shawn was crossing a street a few hours ago and was hit by a drunk driver. He's in a coma and I'm not sure if he'll ever wake up" Gus answers.
Juliet face now drains of color and Gus grabs her. He helps her back to her chair and gives her another smile.
"Goodbye Juliet, it was nice working with you" he says and walks away shooting Carlton another cold look.
"Goodbye detective, I hope you're very happy now Lassie" he says and walks out of the precinct.
Carlton watched him leave in stunned silence. He wasn't happy that Shawn was hurt. It was true that Carlton hated that a fraud could not only keep out of jail but actually was good at solving cases. He hated he had to rely on Shawn's 'talents.'
Last night was just a last straw kind of thing. Lassiter was in a very bad mood and Shawn's stupid cheery self made him snap. The very last thing Carlton had said to him was that he wanted Shawn to leave and never come back.
Shawn had of course retorted that he'd be missed and Lassiter gave him a cold smile. His last words to the now comatose man was that he could care less if Shawn walked outside and got hit by a car.
"Really Lassie?" Shawn responded and hurt was evident in his eyes.
"That's pretty mean Carlton. Shawn's pretty useful to us" Juliet had said and Carlton shook his head at her.
"No O'Hara, he's just an idiotic, immature, bratty fraud! I swear to you right now I could care less if our fake psychic was hit by a car and hospitalized. I would celebrate actually because he'd be out of my hair for a while" he said and stormed off.
Juliet came back to her senses ten minutes later and walked back to him. "I guess you can celebrate now" she said quietly before walking away.
Carlton just sighed and put his face in his hands.