Just a quickie this week. We're finishing the annual thanksgiving turkey harvest, and my hands are killing me. Enjoy the fall weather (fi you can).
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"How did that happen?"
This time it was Steve who found himself on the other end of the phone line, talking to a frustrated Tanner who had just spent five hours of his life waiting for the couriers.
"They snuck in through the back door. And the guy waited until now to tell me.", the African American inspector huffed as traffic moved by in the background.
"And he couldn't give a good description of them?"
"No. Just that they were average looking white guys. That's all he said. I asked about height and weight and he just shrugged and walked off, saying he wanted nothing to do with that."
Running a hand through his wavy hair, Steve nodded, well aware of his partner's eyes on him from the inner office.
Yeah, he could subpoena the uncooperative man at one point, but for now, he was satisfied with their latest trick to coax the mouse out of the hole.
"But you did get the payment? And it's addressed to Harris?"
"Yes. All in cash. Five-thousand dollars."
"Perfect.", Steve said with a wily smile, "I am sure Harris will come looking for us shortly."