CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY-SEVEN
Tuesday evening — 7:15 P.M. MST (6:15 P.M. PST)
“I have to leave in about twenty minutes,” Ava said to Seth via her webcam.
They ate dinner together via Skype every night they could make it happen.
“You can’t control traffic,” Ava said.
“I hate to miss our time together,” Seth smiled.
Blushing, she smiled. There were voices in the background and Seth turned for a moment listening to something.
“Schmidty is taking Lizzie out to dinner,” Seth said. “See you later.”
He was silent for a moment and she heard the door shut.
“They seem really happy,” Seth said.
“That’s great news,” Ava said. “She’s been pretty miserable.”
“Is he going to be all right with her giving the baby up?” Ava asked.
“He thinks her relationship with her step-father was more like rape and less like love,” Seth said. “He thinks it’s better for the child if he’s with parents who don’t have that baggage.”
Seth nodded. They fell silent as they each opened their foil wrapped dinners.
“What did you get?” Seth asked.
“Veggie enchiladas,” Ava said. “You?”
“Yum,” Seth said. “More salad and tomato soup. I’m the salad king.”
“It supposed to help you get better,” Ava said. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” Seth said. “The doc’s trying to set up some physical therapy to get me moving again. But I don’t know when I’d have time.”
“Between a cold case and a movie?” Ava smiled. “Who has time?”
“Bingo,” Seth laughed. “How did your review go?”
“Not great,” Ava took a bite of her enchilada.
“You just received commendation from the FBI, the UN, the President, and… well, everyone,” Seth poked at his salad. “What’s his problem?
Ava pointed her fork at him.
“Me?” Seth asked.
“Interdepartmental relationship,” Ava said. “He told me I should think about leaving the DPD. He gave me a week to make a decision.”
“Seriously,” Ava said. “I’ve been offered a job at the FBI but that’s inVirginia. I’ve been offered a job at the UN but that’s in Geneva or New York. And the DPD are getting that new building. The Captain promised us that we could have our own lab. Once the new building is done, the CBI will be secondary to what we could do.”
“What options did he give you?”
“Leave, of course,” Ava said. “End it with you. Step down lab head and let Bob run the lab. But Bob doesn’t want to run a lab. He’s retired. No one on my team wants to deal with all this departmental crap. That’s why we work this shift.”
“Why is this happening now?” Seth asked. “If he had something to say, I would think he would have said it when we were in IAD review.”
“We could always say we broke up and not,” Seth smiled.
“I don’t want to lie,” Ava said. “It’s too much work. Plus, what would we do when we have kids or whatever?”
“I’ll be home this weekend,” Seth said. “Don’t do anything until then.”
“I know that look O’Malley,” Ava said. “You have a plan.”
“What are you going to do?” Ava asked.
“I’m going to quit,” Seth said.
Denver Cereal continues on Monday…