I couldn’t believe she was saying this to me.
“Not to mention the very small problem that he’s unteachable and insubordinate, his behavior a disgrace to the department,” she went on.
Anderson had walked off, leaving Marino alone by the car, leaning against it, smoking. His arms and shoulders were thick and hairy, and his trousers, belted under his gut,
were about to fall off. I knew he was humiliated because he refused to look our way.
“Why are there no crime-scene techs here?” I asked Bray.
One dockworker elbowed another and cupped his hands under his chest, fondling air as if it were Bray’s big breasts.
“Why are you here?” I then asked her.
“Because I was alerted that Marino was,” she replied. “He’s been warned. I wanted to find out for myself if he was so blatantly disregarding my orders.”
“He’s here because someone had to be.”
“He’s here because he chose to be.” She fixed her eyes on me. “And because you chose to be. That’s really why, now isn’t it, Dr. Scarpetta? Marino’s your own personal detective. Has been for years.” .
Her eyes bored into places even I couldn’t see, and she seemed to wind her way through sacred parts of me and sense the meaning of my many walls. She took in my face and my body and I wasn’t sure if she was comparing what I had to hers, or if she was assessing something she might decide she wanted.
“Leave him alone,” I told her. “You’re trying to kill his spirit. That’s what this is all about. Because you can’t control him.”
“No one has ever been able to control him;’ she replied. “That’s why he was given to me.”
“Given to you?”
“Detective Anderson is new blood. God knows, this department needs new blood.”
“Detective Anderson is unskilled, unschooled and a coward,” I replied.
“Certainly with your continents of experience, you can tolerate someone new and do a little mentoring, Kay?”
“There’s no cure for someone who doesn’t care.”
“I suspect you’ve been listening to Marino. According to him, no one is skilled, schooled or cares enough to do what he does.”
I’d had it with her. I adjusted my position to take full advantage of the shift in the wind. I stepped closer to her because I was going to rub her nose in a little dose of reality.
“Don’t you ever do this to me again, Chief Bray,” I said. “Don’t you ever call me or anyone in my office to a scene and then saddle us with some fuckup who can’t be bothered collecting evidence. And don’t call me Kay.”
She stepped away from my stinking presence, but not before I caught her flinch.
“We’ll do lunch sometime,” she said, dismissing me as she summoned her driver.
“Simmons? What time is my next appointment?” she asked, staring up at the ship and clearly enjoying all the attention.
She had a seductive way of massaging her lower lumbar spine or wedging her hands in the back pockets of her uniform pants, shoulders thrown back, or absently smoothing her tie over the steep slope of her chest.
Simmons was handsome and had a fine body, and when he slipped out a folded sheet of paper, it shook as he looked at it. She moved closer to him, and he cleared his throat.
“Two-fifteen, Chief,” he said.
“Let me see.” She leaned closer, brushing against his arm, taking her time as she looked at her itinerary and complained, “Oh, God! Not that school board idiot again!”
Officer Simmons shifted his position, and a bead of sweat rolled down his temple. He looked terrified.
“Call him and cancel,” Bray said.
“Yes, Chief.”
“Well, I don’t know. Maybe I should just reschedule.”
She took the itinerary from him, brushing against him again like a languid cat, and I was startled by the rage that flashed across Anderson’s face. Marino caught up with me on my way to my car.
“You see the way she flaunts herself around?” he asked. “It wasn’t lost on me.”
“Don’t think that ain’t a topic of conversation. I’m telling you, that bitch’s poison.”
“What’s her story?”
Marino shrugged. “Never been married, no one’s good enough. Screws around with powerful, married types, supposedly. She’s all abopt power, Doc. The rumor is that she wants to be the next Secretary of Public Safety so every cop in the Commonwealth will have to kiss her pretty ass:’