"Go home, take a hot shower, get some sleep, and when you wake up, this will all be over."
Dean drove Lawrence back to his apartment building.
Lawrence nodded, then sighed, "Now that Old Hunter isn't in charge and you're gone. It's already tough for me alone, leading my own team, and it's hard to take care of Harry's side.
"It seems the chief might consider parachuting a detective into the fourth squad to take over your previous position, according to Old Hunter.
"Heh.
"They said you were just taking a break, but now they've changed their tune. Those people..."
He shook his head, opened the car door, waved at Dean, and disappeared into the stairwell.
Parachuting? Dean let out a cold laugh and drove back to his rental.
「The next day,」
The media in Los Angeles, like sharks that had caught the scent of blood, made the seemingly endless convoy of police cars that had torn through the city yesterday the headline of every newspaper and television station.
