Certainty of Ends

Derek Morgan pondered the twist of crappy fate that led him to be the suspect in a child’s murder. Didn’t they understand? He wouldn’t do something like that. He couldn’t do something like that.

Gordinsky was a piece of crap police officer who did the least amount of police work to make the most of his position. He couldn’t care less who killed those boys. Probably didn’t care until Morgan had showed up, convenient as hell, and provided the asshole with a suspect and scapegoat. Continue reading “Certainty of Ends” »