CHAPTER TWO
That evening Iris was en route to work when her cell phone rang. "King," she answered crisply. She was running late for the handing out of assignments, thanks to her setting her alarm clock for a.m. instead of p.m., and had called ahead.
"As soon as you get here, you're going with Sara and Nick to a DB near the Tangiers, so you can get extra time on the scene," Gil informed her.
"Aye, sir," she intoned. Gil smiled to himself. Iris was loosening up some, and was proving to be a dry wit when least expected.
Whipping the Jeep into a parking space, she accidentally cut off Jim Brass as he was entering the lot. He made a face and she mouthed "sorry" to him as she finished pulling into the space.
"That'll cost you a cup a Joe, Missy," Brass called out to her, as she hurried into the lab building. She turned to give him a quick thumbs-up in reply and caught his wide grin. Iris inclined her head briefly at him as she went on through the doors.
She rushed to her locker to get her gear and kit ready, as Sara and Nick were finished dressing to go to the crime scene. She was a bit breathless and Sara, kidding as only she could, said, "Coming in from a hot date?" Iris rolled her eyes in reply.
Nick, having to get his two cents in said, "Who's the lucky guy? Well, I won't say who my money's on…"
Iris gave a sideways glare at Nick, but shifted gears and said in a honey-sweet tone, "Ladies never tell."
Nick laughed and said, "What lady, where?" as Sara punched him in the ribs.
"Get going, Studly," Sara said, "we need to get on to the scene. Brass will be there to meet us, too."
Iris thought, 'Hot time in the city tonight'.