Drago was certain of it. More than anything, he wanted a chance at the bastard to get him to talk. Of course that was never going to happen, since Jackson was just sitting down in the interrogation room with the gang leader after taking Camille’s and his statements. Along with Rodriguez and a few others, they were relegated to watch in a darkened room through the one-way mirror. Though Camille was responsible for nailing a killer, her lieutenant hadn’t said a word to her, and he was keeping his distance from her now. Drago felt the strain between them like a tangible thing. If Rodriguez didn’t end the administrative leave in her favor…well, that would just be one more thing Drago would hold against the authorities. Despite the drugs he’d been given at the hospital, his side throbbed like hell. The doctor had said that she’d wanted him under observation at least for the night, but no way was Drago going to duck out on Camille now, not when they were winding up the case and so close to finding the kid he could taste it.
