“Well, am I a cop? No. No I am not.”
“It’s a good thing you’re not.” Tubbs remarks, casting him a stern glance.
“Do you know how much trouble you’d be in if you were? Hell, do you know how many strings I had to pull to keep you from getting locked up? And how much paperwork I now have to do?” Tubbs isn’t as mad as she could have been all things considered.














