“I don’t know why you would say that,” Milt said.
“But nobody’s perfect,” Russ said. “Take me, for instance. I think I’m a pretty damn good detective. But I’m also angry, uncommunicative, and just generally fucked up in the head.”
“I wouldn’t say—”
“And you. You act like you’re so perfect. But I think you’re not.”
“Okay. Fine.”