"You were aware that Bowers filed complaints against you."
"Yes."
"Was there validity to these complaints?"
"I used profanity when dealing with her." Even weighed down with drugs, she sneered. It lifted Mira's troubled heart. "It's a technical breach of regulations."
If she hadn't been sick with worry, Mira might have laughed. "Did you threaten this officer with physical harm?"
"I'm not sure. I might have said I'd kick her ass if she kept screwing up. I thought it, anyway."
"In her logs, she has stated that you exchanged sexual favors for advancement in the department. Is that true?"
"No."
"Have you ever had a sexual relationship or encounter with Commander Whitney?"
"No."
"Have you ever had a sexual relationship or encounter with Captain Feeney?"
"Jesus. No. I don't go around fucking my friends."
"Have you ever accepted a bribe?"
"No."
"Have you ever falsified a report?"
"No."
"Did you physically attack Officer Ellen Bowers?"
"No."
"Did you cause her death?"
"I don't know."
Mira jerked back, shaken. "Did you kill Officer Ellen Bowers?"
"No."
"How might you have caused her death?"
"Someone used her to get me off, to get me out. They wanted me. She was easier."
"You believe that a person or persons currently unknown killed Bowers in order to remove you from the investigation you were pursuing?"
"Yes."
"How does that make you responsible for her death?"
"Because I had a badge. Because it was my case. Because I let it be personal instead of seeing how they could use her. That puts her on my head."
Mira sighed, adjusted the dose again. "Focus on the light, Eve. We're nearly done."
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