“Does Gary...know anyone locally?” “According to the Chief, he doesn’t have any local contacts. That gives us an advantage.” Timmy opens up another tab on his Internet browser. “Let’s see if he’ll take the bait.” *** Leopold tips his stool back, leaning against the wall, his Miller Lite baseball cap itching his forehead. “Is he there yet,” Timmy’s voice seeps through the Bluetooth earpiece in Leopold’s left ear. “Not yet.” “Excuse me. Are you lost, young man?” Timmy looks up at the police officer looming over him. “No. I’m just waiting for my uncle” “Where is your uncle?” “In there.” Timmy leans his head back towards Wally’s. “Your uncle is in a bar and left you outside at this time of night?” “Well...we’re working a case.” “You got a badge, kid?” “Not with the police officially, just acting on the behalf of the police. I can give you Chief Donaldson’s card 108
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