93. Give Up
She didn't like to do things the easy way. If she'd learned nothing else in her life, it was that if it felt too easy, then you were probably doing it wrong. In school, instead of just glancing over notes right before the test, she had always set aside at least an hour a night the week before to study. In the academy, instead of meeting the minimum requirements, she had pushed herself physically and mentally so that even the most chauvinistic man there would have to admit that she was a damn fine cop.
When she started working at the SBPD, she was originally assigned to a young detective, barely more experienced than she was. By the end of the week she'd set her sights on Carlton Lassiter, determined to become his partner. And by the end of the second week, she'd been successfully reassigned.
After that first case with the psychic, the right thing to do would have been to ignore the rumors and comments and carry on as if nothing had happened. With the amount of fear and respect people had for Detective Lassiter, the talk probably would have died down before too long.
But…
As she boarded the plane that would take her away from Santa Barbara, from Carlton, she knew exactly what she was doing. She was taking the easy way out. It wasn't something she was proud of.
She did it anyway.
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