Transformed: San Francisco (Quirky Queer Spy Novels Book 1) by Suzanne Falter

Author:Suzanne Falter
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, Glbt, Fiction, Bdsm, Queer, Erotica, Trans, Thriller
Publisher: New Heights Publishing
Published: 2016-02-08T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

17

Frankie walked down the hall feeling physically ill. Her meeting with the lieutenant did not go well. But then she knew it wouldn’t the minute he called her in. Her mind flashed back to his face leaning in toward hers, flushed with anger. “Your actions are under review, Kennedy,” he practically spat at her.

Frankie still had no idea where the so-called actions came from—but then that was how it was with trumped-up charges. They came out of nowhere, and if you were lucky, they retreated back to nowhere. Unless they took you all the way down and got you fired.

As she walked back to her desk, Frankie studied the cracked linoleum floor of Northern Station, her home for the last seven years. Now that she was put on review, she figured she had two choices. She could put up with the review process and the coming months of humiliation, defending herself and who knows what else. Or she could simply surrender, quit, and go find some other line of work.

Like . . . what? Waitressing?

Screw that, she thought furiously. Frankie had worked far too long and hard to let go of the pension that lay ahead. And what about the retirement plan she’s been slowly piecing together in her mind? Furthermore, she hadn’t done anything wrong. The charge was killing a dog.

First of all, there was no dog. For God’s sake, she would have remembered! It had been seventeen months since she even discharged her weapon.

But no—the lieutenant had a report sitting right there on his desk that named her as the dog shooter. It looked real enough. So now the Firearm Discharge Review Board would have to get involved. Christ, the media might even get trotted in. Knowing her luck, it was probably some seeing eye dog that went down. There would be meetings, public disclosure, and the rest of it. And why?

Undoubtedly it was her conversation with Mulroney—the one in which she let him know she was on to him. The charges were nothing less than harassment. And while she hadn’t been suspended, she now was going to have to put up with this major, if not catastrophic, pain in the ass.

Frankie sat down at her desk with a sigh. Someone had killed a dog and it wasn’t her, but she was going to have to pay. Exactly where in the rule book was shit like this allowed? Grabbing her phone, Frankie strode out of the station and walked up to the pocket park on the corner—her favorite place to think.

She let herself through the gate and sat on a bench beneath a jacaranda tree, abundant with purple flowers. For a moment, she closed her eyes and tried to feel the peace of so many living things around her. Then she took a few deep breaths to try to calm herself, but that didn’t help either. She was just so sick and tired of everything about her life.

She was tired of being understanding, mature, and thoughtful. She was tired of following rules no one else seemed to give a damn about.

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