Chapter5
"Yeah, uh-" But he couldn't finish because she was already stalking off towards interrogation.
"Mr. Moore I can-" Beckett was leaning over the table, staring down the suspect. The door flung open and Gina came in.
"You! You filthy little slut!" Gina burst out, pointing at Beckett.
"Excuse me? What did you say?" Beckett straightened up.
"Ooohhhh. This is like a bad episode of Sex in the City." Jack announced, laughing.
"Shut up." Gina snapped. Her finger moved to Castle's chest. "And you. Your a filthy, lying, cheating son of a bitch!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Castle and Beckett said together.
"Don't give me that. You know just what I'm talking about. I got it straight from the guy with the cheap ankle jewelry."
"Royce?" Beckett asked.
"Do I look like I care?"
"Well you certainly care about something." Beckett said, sizing Gina up. No doubt noticing the expensive clothes and jewelry. She turned her head to Castle. "I think she's talking-" Moving her head back to Gina, she didn't see it coming. Beckett fell back and Castle caught her just before she hit the ground. Her eye was bleeding and she was unconscious. Gina, her hand still balled in a fist, screamed,
"We're through Richard Castle." She turned and slammed the door behind her.