(Sapphire's POV)
Damian's face was blank of any sort of emotion as the detective spoke.
"Let's go, sir." She said with quiet respect.
It was very obvious she was scared to offend him more than she might have already done.
Well, not me.
"Wait!" I called from upstairs and quickly started walking down to join them.
Everyone turned to look at me except him.
He had his back turned to me.
Well, not for long.
"Ma'am?" Detective Lyn began to say something as soon as I got to them. "You can't c…"
But I cut her off with my hand and walked right in front of him.
The slap rang through the entire house.
Everybody gasped loudly including Fernandez, but he didn't move an inch.
I was very sure if it was someone else that had just slapped his boss, the person would have been without an arm right now.
Even Damian did not flinch, instead he looked at me almost in pity.
"Blue eyes…" he said gently.
"You better not be guilty." Was all I said.
He chuckled darkly, but nodded.
