Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 112

Rocco pulled up to a guard shack in front of a giant wrought iron gate. A short, squatty man with a face like a catcher's mitt stepped out of the little structure and said, "Hey, Rocco. Back again?"

Rocco nodded, "Yeah. Got another patient for Doc Mallory."

The guard walked to the gate, swung it open, and came back to Rocco's window.

"Man, the ole' doc must be really good. He sure gets a lot of new patients."

Rocco smiled as he pulled away, saying, "Yeah, he's a real credit to his profession. So long, Newton. Have a good one."