Brass watched as Bonham walked to the alley behind the whorehouse. He approached as the lit up a cigarette.
"Don't you think you were a little rough on her?" He said, waving the smoke out of his face.
"We had him!" she said blowing more smoke , but this time up and away from Jim's face
"You know why she did it."
"She didn't listen." Bonham dropped her cigarette and ground it our with her boot heel.
"I am just wound up. You know how this feels, the adrenaline, the rush. I am also pissed off. I got pulled of a major organized crime case to work this one. The other case was the first real case I had been assigned since making detective. As soon as this came up I got switched. This screw up probley got me pushed back to a desk, pushing papers."
"What do you want from me" Brass asked
"You don't have a clue. I had to fight and claw my way into this rank. There are only a half a dozen females with my rank or higher in this force. I have been called bitch, cunt and dyke so many times I don't even notice it anymore."
"You must piss off everybody your around with that attitude."
"Yeah, anyone with a set of balls. You guys hate it that we want to run around with guns and chase the bad guys."
"You don't know me." Brass said glancing back at Sara. "She's not a cop but she is a good CSI and she…"
"You got a thing for her, typical. Were you hoping to get her out of town, make her feel needed. Yeah, I think I know you."
Jim's face told the whole story and Bonham was a good enough detective to read his face.
"It's not just a thing. You really care about her. Hey, I'm sorry and she thought you had gone through that window." Kate's voice sounded softer.
Jim nodded at her apology. He felt just as keyed up, but his experience had taught him to handle it better.
"Bringing her here was not a great idea, but I think in the back of my mind, oh hell."
"Tell her. It's simple tell her." Kate put her hand on Jim's shoulder.
"Not that simple." He kept glancing back at Sara as she worked with the other investigators
"Come on afraid of a little rejection?"
"I have to work with her in the real world."
The phone rang and Kate spoke for a few minutes.
"He's on the move up near Bourbon St." She said heading back to the house.
"A big black man in his boxers should be easy to find." Jim laughed
"You'd think so, but in this town, who knows."
Perry Hart had now committed murder in Louisiana. The NOPD officially took over the bulk of the investigation. The NO DA assured Brass that the state would extradite Hart back to Nevada. The DA knew that the state would not want to use funds prosecuting the death of a 16 year old prostitute. The DA knew that there was a better chance at justice in Nevada where Hart was wanted for rape and 3 counts of murder.
