Shocked by this revelation, Charlie stares at Watson before looking back at the now closed door. "She's your sister!"

"Yeah."

"How the hell did you ever put up with her?"

"Charlie please, she's my sister."

"No offence Watson, but you have no idea what she was like in there."

"Knowing Joey, I have a fair idea."

"How come she's never visited you since you've been here; it's not that far."

"Don't get me wrong, I love my sister; we just don't always get along."

"After sitting in that room with her, I can understand why."

"Charlie!"

"Sorry, that wasn't fair on you." Charlie takes a long breath, trying to calm down. "Georgina, she's convinced Angelo is some major bad guy and that we're both involved in Trev's murder."

"I'm sorry Charlie, if I'd known she was the detective in charge, I would have warned you what she was like."

"Even though she's your sister?"

"Just because she's my sister, that doesn't mean that I always approve of her tactics. Be careful Charlie, Joey sometimes forgets that people have feelings and she's quite fond of using a sledgehammer against anyone who gets in her way."

"Thanks for the warning, but it's already obvious she's after Angelo in a big way and I'm in her way."

"I have no doubt that you will be cleared, until you are though, you're probably going to be in for a rather unpleasant time."

"I just wish we could do something to prove our innocence to her and get her off our backs so we can find the real killer."

"We've all been warned about doing our own investigation and believe me Charlie, you do not want to get Joey offside by interfering."

"Are you sure she's your sister, because it sounds like you can barely stand her yourself."

"Joey has a lot of faults, but she's always there for the people she cares about; it's the people she doesn't like that need to watch out."

"Lucky me then, because she definitely doesn't like me."

Joey looks up as her partner comes back into the room.

"Joey, Const. Rosetta's waiting outside to be interviewed."

"Thanks Graves, let him sit out there for a while and stew."

"He already looks pissed."

"Good."

"You mind if I go and grab some lunch then?"

"Go ahead, take your time."

"Oh and Joey, I hope I never get on your bad side."

"I don't have a bad side," Joey looks at her innocently, eliciting a chuckle from Graves. "Hey, while you're out, can you grab me a sandwich?"

"Will do."

Furious at being forced to wait, Angelo nevertheless puts on his most charming smile as he struts into the room. "Ladies," he sits across the table from them, his confidence obvious to everyone in the room.

"A police officer is dead Const. Rosetta."

"I'm aware of that."

"Then show some respect and wipe that smug grin off your face. And it's not ladies, it's Detective Sgt Collins and Detective Const. Graves."

"Yes sir...ah..ma'am, miss."

"Detective will do just fine, Constable." Angelo flinches at the scorn in her voice and the reminder that he was still only a constable. "Where were you Constable, the night that Const. Moreland was shot dead?"

"I wasn't shooting Trev, if that's what you think."

"Constable, I won't warn you again about your attitude."

"I was on duty."

"And?"

"And what?" Angelo catches his smirk just in time. "I was on duty, Detective, as in I was in a police car driving around; my partner will tell you, he was sitting in the car with me."

"Forgive me if I have a few doubts about the word of any officer in this station," Joey feels some satisfaction at the effect her words had on him. "Did you have any problems with Const. Moreland?"

"Other than he wasn't a team player, then no, I didn't have a problem with him; certainly none that were worth killing him over."

"Wasn't a team player?"

"We're a close knit bunch here; ask your sister, she was always up for a little get together after work," his brief smile and wink disappearing when she shows no reaction. "Trev kept to himself, never joined us for drinks or other get-togethers."

"Maybe he just didn't like you."

"Everybody likes me Detective; I'm very likeable," his most charming smile back in full force.

"Actually, I don't find you very likeable at all, more like despicable."

"You just don't know me, Detective."

"Believe me, I know all about cops like you Rosetta, you're irresponsible, unprofessional, chauvinistic..."

Tuning the drone of her voice out, Angelo studies both women, finding them both attractive, especially Collins. The way her anger set her eyes on fire, the wedding ring on her finger making her more attractive, the hint of breasts under her loose shirt. Imaging what it would be like to hold them while he bent her over the table and fucked her with Graves watching, Angelo rests his hands in his lap to hide his arousal, letting the scene in his mind play out.

"Well Constable?"

"Huh?" Angelo curses silently as he realises she had stopped talking. "I'm sorry, could you say that again."

"You're not taking this very seriously."

"I'm sorry Trev's dead but I had nothing to do with it. Actually, I don't even know why I'm here. I was on duty when he died, now if you'll excuse me ladies, I'll be leaving."

"Sit DOWN!"

"Am I under arrest?" Joey stares at him, hating him and everything he represented, before being forced to shake her head. "Then I don't have to sit here and listen to this shit any longer. And in future detectives, I'd like a bit more warning before I'm railroaded so I can have my attorney present."

"Why would you need an attorney? You have something to hide?"

"No, but it's fairly obvious that you're not interested in the truth, only getting another notch on your belt. Well I'm not playing that game." Angelo gets up and walks out of the room leaving behind two very annoyed detectives.