"Well, I disagree," Quinn said brusquely.
Stella looked like she might be trying to hold back a desire to draw on the Jersey cop. "It doesn't matter whether you agree or not, Quinn. The evidence—"
"—is open to interpretation, Stella."
"And what exactly am I supposed to tell the mayor?" Jordan demanded, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"You can tell him to—"
"Let's just calm down a second," Mac put in reasonably.
Three women turned to glare at him. He retreated.
He should probably just keep his mouth shut until the estrogen level returned to normal.