I fully understood what Don meant by, 'get here first thing' when I stumbled into the precinct at around seven that next morning. My mom had somehow semi-aroused me, and I guess I had slept on the way downtown. I mean-how lame?
"Good morning, don't you look rested?" Olivia said from behind her desk. Everyone bustling around seemed a little more on edge then they normally were. I shuffled over to Livi's desk, and helped myself to a glazed donut that was resting innocently among others. Feh. Me, looking rested? I had only woken up about a half hour ago. I don't know how these people do it.
"Krispy Kremeā¦.MMM!" I grunted through a mouthful of pastry goodness, "Who brought these in?"
"That would be me, kid!" Much said, coming out of no where. He crossed the room in a few strides, and slipped a case file into one of the many filing cabinets, "Come on, let's go!"
"Where are we going?" I asked, inwardly groaning.
Munch pulled his coat from his chair, and said, grinning, "Well, we're checking out your theory! We're going to the factory on Collingdale where Stemple worked."
"The Steel mill?"
"Ya, come one!" Munch grabbed another donut for the road, and left the room in a hurry. I sent eyebrow messages to Oliva, and quickly left after him
I know this chapter is a worthless blip, but bear with me, please. I am writing these during breaks at school, and I am getting distracted by a bus load of older kids
