Lt. Stine got off the phone. “That was Vegas PD,” he said to Bernie. “They confirm you reported the Albie Rose homicide.”
Bernie nodded. He’s a great nodder, had all sorts of nods. This one meant … not sure what, but he wasn’t happy.
“But over the phone and kind of lacking in detail,” said Lt. Stine. “They want to talk to you.”
“Happy to talk to them,” Bernie said.
“Like now,” said Lt. Stine. “They suggested I detain you.”
Detain? Didn’t know that one, but for some reason I started thinking about this cage down in Mexico – is that in To Fetch A Thief? The next thing I knew I was pretty close to Lt. Stine.
“Hey!” he said. “Is Chet growling at me? What the hell? I thought we were friends, big guy.”
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