Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 41

I sat in my office most of Monday without a single person entering. I mainly stared out the small window that fronted on the Sunset Strip. I watched pretty cars and pretty girls go past the window all day.

I figured I would close the office at 6 pm. Most of the other businesses in the building closed an hour before that. There didn't seem any point in staying open any longer.

I was about to get up and grab my hat and coat and call it a day when I saw my old lieutenant appear at the office door...